_Arn._ Your Father's here too, that's our only comfort, And in a Country now, we stand free people, Where _Clodio_ has no power, be comforted. _Zen._ I fear some trick yet. _Arn._ Be not so dejected. _Gover._ You must not be displeas'd; so farewel Lady. Come Gentlemen; Captain, you must with me too, I have a little business. _Leop._ I attend your Lordship: Now my way's free, and my hope's Lord again. [_Exeunt all but_ Hip. _and_ Zab. _Hip._ D'ye jeer me now ye are going? I may live yet--to make you howl both. _Zab._ You might have done; you had power then, But now the chains are off, the command lost, And such a story they will make of this To laugh out lazie time. _Hip._ No means yet left me? For now I burst with anger: none to satisfie me? No comfort? no revenge? _Zab._ You speak too late; You might have had all these, your useful servants, Had you been wise, and suddain: what power, or will Over her beauty, have you now? by violence To constrain his love; she is as free as you are, And no law can impeach her liberty, And whilst she is so, _Arnoldo_ will despise you. _Hip._ Either my love or anger must be satisfied, Or I must dye. _Zab._ I have a way wou'd do it, Wou'd do it yet, protect me from the Law. _Hip._ From any thing; thou knowest what power I have, What mony, and what friends. _Zab._ 'Tis a devilish one: But such must now be us'd: walk in, I'le tell you; And if you like it, if the Devil can do any thing-- _Hip._ Devil, or what thou wilt, so I be satisfied. [_Ex._ _Enter_ Sulpitia, _and_ Jaques. _Sulp._ This is the rarest and the lustiest fellow, And so bestirs himself-- _Jaq._ Give him breath Mistress, You'l melt him else. _Sulp._ He does perform such wonders-- The women are mad on him. _Jaq._ Give him breath I say; The man is but a man, he must have breath. _Sulp._ How many had he yesterday? And they paid bravely too. _Jaq._ About fourteen, But still I cry give breath, spare him and have him. _Sulp._ Five Dames to day; this was a small stage, He may endure five more. _Jaq._ Breath, breath I cry still; Body o' me give breath, the man's a lost man else. Feed him and give him breath. _Enter_ 2 Gentlewomen. _Sulp._ Welcome Gentlewomen, Y'are very welcome. _1 Gen._ We hear you have a lusty and well complexion'd fellow That does rare tricks; my Sister and my self here, Would trifle out an hour or two, so please you. _Sulp._ _Jaques_, conduct 'em in. _Both._ There's for your courtesie. [_Ex._ Jaq. _and_ Gent. _Sulp._ Good pay still, good round pay, this happy fellow Will set me up again; he brings in gold Faster than I have leisure to receive it. O that his body were not flesh and fading; But I'le so pap him up--nothing too dear for him; What a sweet scent he has?--Now what news _Jaques_?