_Jaq._ I think a woman, is a woman, that's any thing. The next we take, we'l search a little nearer, We'l not be boyed again with a pair of breeches. [_Exeunt._ SCENE II. _Enter_ Juletta. _Jul._ He's gone in here: This is _Roderigo's_ quarter, And I'le be with him soon: I'le startle him, A little better than I have done: all this long night I have le[d] him out o'th' way, to try his patience, And made him swear, and curse; and pray, and swear again, And cry for anger; I made him leave his horse too, Where he can never find him more; whistled to him, And then he would run through thick and thin, to reach me, And down in this ditch; up again, and shake him, And swear some certain blessings: then into that bush Pop goes his pate, and all his face is comb'd over, And I sit laughing: a hundred tricks, I have serv'd him: And I will double 'em, before I leave him; I'le teach his anger to dispute with women. But all this time, I cannot meet my Mistress, I cannot come to comfort her; that grieves me, For sure she is much afflicted: till I do, I'le haunt thy Ghost _Alphonso_; I'le keep thee waking, Yes, I must get a Drum: I am villanous weary, And yet I'le trot about these villages Till I have got my will, and then have at ye. I'le make your anger drop out at your elbows e're I leave ye. [_Exit._ SCENE III. _Enter_ Seberto, _and_ Curio. _Seb._ 'Tis strange, in all the circuit we have ridden, We cannot cross her: no way light upon her. _Cur._ I do not think she is gone thus far, or this way, For certain if she had, we should have reach'd her, Made some discovery, heard some news; we have seen nothing. _Seb._ Nor pass by any body that could promise any thing. She is certainly disguis'd, her modesty Durst never venture else. _Cur._ Let her take any shape, And let me see it once, I can distinguish it. _Seb._ So should I think too: has not her Father found her? _Cur._ No, I'le be hang'd then; he has no patience Unless she light in's teeth, to look about him. He guesses now, and chafes and frets like Tinsel. _Seb._ Let him go on, he cannot live without it. But keep her from him, heaven: where are we _Curio_? _Cur._ In a wood I think, hang me if I know else. And yet I have ridden all these coasts, at all hours, And had an aim. _Seb._ I would we had a guide. _Cur._ And if I be not much awry _Seberto_, Not far off should be _Roderigo's_ quarter, For in this fastness if I be not cozen'd, He and his out-laws live. _Seb._ This is the place then _Enter_ Alinda. We appointed him to meet in. _Cur._ Yes, I think so. _Seb._ Would we could meet some living thing: what's that there? _Cur._ A boy, I think, stay; why may not he direct us?