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The Scene draws and discovers the Prison. The Governour dragging Quisara by the hair with a Dagger at her Brest.
Qui.
Help, help!

Gov.
Be dumb, or this shall make you so—be kind;
I'm not the old Drone you think.

Qui.
O why d'you drag me thus? hold.

Gov.
I come not here to talk. I ev'n want Time
To seek out my curst Rival, and with This—

Enter Armusia in Chains.
Arm.
Ha! Villan!

Gov.
Art thou here?

Qui.
Oh save your self and me, run, call for help.

Gov.
Hold, if thou stir'st, I strike.

Arm.
Oh Misery, oh horror!

Gov.
Stay, I'll ease thee.

Qui.
Help, Murther, help.

Enter Ruidias and all the Portuguese. The King with Guards.
Rui.
Ha! Monster! Seize him—how! The Treach'rous Governor!

Ruidias seizes the Gov. by his false Beard and Hair, which come off, and discover him.
King.
What do I see! my cruel Enemy!

Rui.
Art thou a Prophet?

Gov.
Curst Fortune!

Qui.
Blest deliverance!

Arm.
Surprising Change!

[They unbind Armusia.
King.
How have I been abus'd! ye gen'rous Souls,
You've half perswaded me t'embrace your Faith.
You're free. Be happy now. Haste to the Pallace,
Let Sports and Mirth Revive; Feasts, Revels, Masques.
Guards take that Fiend, and e're we punish him,
Let the Croud see their Prophet.

Gov.
Confusion! Thirst of Revenge, and Frantic Love undo me.

Exit King, Gov. Guards and the Portuguese, all but Rui. and Arm.
Arm.
How shall I thank you, Sir?

Rui.
I've scarce yet paid my debt, Sir.
Thank your own Virtue and my Death to hopes,
Dispair has murther'd Love. I still withstood your Right,
While Honour gave me leave. No more; let's to the King.
[Exit Ruidias.

Arm.
O Princess still I doubt I dream,
I dare not yet trust Fortune.
Still as I reach my hand She draws back her's,
And snatches from me her deriding Favours.

Qui.
Oh, trust my heart, brave Man, that tells me now we're blest.

Arm.
I must be so, 'twere now a Sin to doubt it.
Yes, Pleasure comes too strong not to be real.
I want a Name to call this Blessing by.
Oh Fortune, like her Sex, is wisely coy,
And deals us Sorrow but to raise our Joy.

[Exeunt.