Without the Lists there stood some dozen Captains of either side mingled, all which were sworn, and one of those was I: and 'twas my chance to stand next a Captain o'th' enemies side, called _Tiribasus_; Valiant they said he was; whilst these two Kings were streaching themselves, this _Tiribasus_ cast something a scornful look on me, and ask't me who I thought would overcome: I smil'd and told him if he would fight with me, he should perceive by the event of that whose King would win: something he answered, and a scuffle was like to grow, when one _Zipetus_ offered to help him, I-- _Pan_. All this is of thy self, I pray thee _Bessus_ tell something of my Brother, did he nothing? _Bes_. Why yes, I'le tell your Grace, they were not to fight till the word given, which for my own part, by my troth I confess I was not to give. _Pan_. See for his own part. _Bac_. I fear yet this fellow's abus'd with a good report. _Bes_. But I-- _Pan_. Still of himself. _Bes_. Cri'd give the word, when as some of them say, _Tigranes_ was stooping, but the word was not given then, yet one _Cosroes_ of the enemies part, held up his finger to me, which is as much with us Martialists, as I will fight with you: I said not a word, nor made sign during the combate, but that once done. _Pan_. He slips o're all the fight. _Bes_. I call'd him to me, _Cosroes_ said I. _Pan_. I will hear no more. _Bes_. No, no, I lie. _Bac_. I dare be sworn thou dost. _Bes_. Captain said I, so it was. _Pan_. I tell thee, I will hear no further. _Bes_. No? Your Grace will wish you had. _Pan_. I will not wish it, what is this the Lady My brother writes to me to take? _Bes_. And please your Grace this is she: Charge, will you come near the Princess? _Pan_. You'r welcome from your Country, and this land shall shew unto you all the kindness that I can make it; what's your name? _Spa_. _Thalectris_. _Pan_. Y'are very welcome, you have got a letter to put you to me, that has power enough to place mine enemy here; then much more you that are so far from being so to me that you ne're saw me. _Bes_. Madam, I dare pass my word for her truth. _Spa_. My truth? _Pan_. Why Captain, do you think I am afraid she'l steal? _Bes_. I cannot tell, servants are slippery, but I dare give my word for her, and for honesty, she came along with me, and many favours she did me by the way, but by this light none but what she might do with modesty, to a man of my rank. _Pan_. Why Captain, here's no body thinks otherwise. _Bes_. Nay, if you should, your Grace may think your pleasure; but I am sure I brought her from _Armenia_, and in all that way, if ever I touch'd any bare of her above her knee, I pray God I may sink where I stand. _Spa_. Above my knee? _Bes_.