_Gov._ Not we! nor can you tell. _1. Attend._ No other cause, But the old quarrel betwixt the Town and the Galleys. _Gov._ Come nearer Gentlemen: what are your names? _Phil._ My name _Philippo_. _Theo._ And mine _Theodoro_. _Gov._ Strangers you are it seems. _Phil._ Newly arriv'd. _Gov._ Then you are they begun this Tumult. _Phil._ No Sir. _[G]ov._ Speak one of you. _1. Attend._ They are not, I can quit 'em. _Theo._ Yet we saw part, and an unhappy part Of this debate, a long sought friend of ours Strook down for dead, and born unto the Galleys, His name is _Mark-antonio_. _Phil._ And another Of our company, a Gentleman Of noble birth, besides accompanyed With all the gifts of nature, ravish'd hence We know not how, in this dissention. _Gov._ Get you home all, and work; and when I hear You meddle with a weapon any more But those belonging to your Trades, I'll lay you Where your best Customers shall hardly find you. [_Exit Townsmen._ I am sorry gentlemen, I troubled you, Being both strangers, by your tongues, and looks, Of worth: To make ye some part of amends If there be any thing in this poor Town Of _Barcelona_ that you would command, Command me. _Theo._ Sir, this wounded Gentleman, If it might please you, if your pow'r and love Extend so far, I would be glad to wish Might be remov'd into the Town for cure: The Galleys stay not, and his wound I know Cannot endure a voyage. _Gov._ Sir, he shall, I warrant you: Go call me hither Sirrah, One of my other Servants. [_Exit 1. attendan[t]._ _Phil._ And besides. The Gentleman we lost, Signior _Francisco_, Shall be render'd too. _Enter a Servant._ _Gover._ And he Sir too: Go sirrah, bear this ring To _Roderigo_, my most noble friend, The General of the Galleys: Tell him this. [_Exit servant._ _Whispers to his Servant._ _Theo._ Now we shall have 'em both. _Phil._ Blest be thy thoughts For apprehending this: blest be thy breath For uttering it. _Gov._ Come Gentlemen, you shall Enter my roof: and I will send for Surgeons, And you shall see your friends here presently. _Theo._ His name was _Mark-antonio_. _Gover._ I know it, And have sent word so. _Phil._ Did you not forget _Francisco's_ name? _Gover._ Nor his: y'are truly welcome, To talk about it more, were but to say The same word often over: you are welcome. [_Exeunt._ _Scæna Secunda._ _Enter_ Mark-antonio, _carried,_ Leocadia _following; and the Servant. 2 Soldiers carrying him._ _Serv._ This is the house Sir. _Mar._ Enter it, I pray you, For I am faint, although I think my wound Be nothing. Soldiers, leave us now: I thank you.