_Sir Gef_. Yes, yes, I can;--but let me see, I have almost forgott; to say truth, I never heard the reason, but as the wisest guess--hum, hum--he should have had her daughter. _Crac_. I might have had her my self, you know, uncle. _Sir Gef_. Peace, Nephew, peace, give Justice leave to speake.--As I related, the reason I related, Sir, was as I told you. _Sir Hu_. You told me nothing yet, Sir _Geffery_. _Sir Gef_. Noe? did I not say he should have had her daughter? _Sir Hu_. You did; but what does that conduce to their dissention? _Sir Gef_. Oh sir, the originall efficient cause,--you understand me? for suspition whispers he had given her a foule blow and would have left her. _Crac_. Nay, by my birthright, uncle, the child was not his alone, for I dare sweare I had a hand at least in it. I did endevor fort, did I not, Captaine? _Suc_. Yes, there are others to as well as you; yes, she has struck her top sayle to a man of warr; she has bin boarded, sir, I can assure you. _Sir Hu_. What impudent slaves are these!--But are you sure the gentlewoman is with child? _Sir Gef_. Sure? doe you question it, Sir? _Bunch_, be ready, _Bunch_, to write their confessions quickly. _Bunch_. They are not come yet to confession, sir. _Sir Gef_. Noe matter for that, _Bunch_; with the Judges leave weele here their confession before they come, that we may know the better to state the cause when they doe come. Ist not best, thinke you? _Sir Hu_. Who shall speake for them, thinke you? _Sir Gef_. No matter whether any man speake nor noe: we know he killed the man, and she comanded him, ergo they are guilty; ergoe that must be their confession, scilicet that they are guilty. Write this, _Bunch_, and then we will perpend, as law and Judgment guides us, whether we will save or condemne. How say you, sir? _Crac_. Oh well don, uncle! I knew[128] he would prove what he said, otherwise I would have venturd a sillogisme in Baraly[p]ton to have made it evident. [_Suc_.[129] But with your favour, gentlemen; suppose he did unlive _Thurston_ in faire duell? _Sir Hu_. No duell can be fayre, cause tis against The kingdomes lawes. _Suc_. The kingdomes lawes! how shall A Gent[leman] that has a blemish cast Upon his life, faire reputac[i]on, Have satisfaction then? allow no duells! Hel! a man of armes had better live in woods And combate wolves then among such milke sops. The kingdomes lawes! _Crac_. Patience, good Captaine; we will have duells lawful. _Suc_. Tis fit they should, being legitimacy managd, sir.] _Enter Constable and Prisoners_. _Sir Gef_. O, soe; are you come? weele tickle you ifaith. _Con_. Soe please you, heare are the prisoners.