_Lor._ Fear nothing, we'll take care o'thee----Sir, I thank you for the favour of your intelligence, 'tis nothing however but what I have expected and am provided for. _Tol._ Sir, I wou'd advise you to provide yourself with good friends, I desire the honour to keep your back hand myself. _Lop._ 'Tis very kind indeed. Pray, Sir, have you never a servant with you cou'd hold a racket for me too? _Tol._ I have two friends fit to head two armies; and yet----a word in your ear, they shan't cost you above a ducat a-piece. _Lop._ Take 'em by all means, Sir, you were never offer'd a better pennyworth in your life. _Tol._ Ah, Sir,----little _Diego_----you have heard of him; he'd have been worth a legion upon this occasion: you know, I suppose, how they have serv'd him----They have hang'd him, but he made a noble execution; they clapp'd the rack and the priest to him at once, but cou'd neither get a word of confession, nor a groan of repentance; he died mighty well truly. _Lor._ Such a man is indeed much to be regretted: As for the rest of your escorte, captain, I thank you for 'em, but shall not use 'em. _Tol._ I'm sorry for't, Sir, because I think you go in very great danger; I'm much afraid your rival won't give you fair play. _Lop._ If he does, I'll be hang'd; he's a damn'd passionate fellow, and cares not what mischief he does. _Lor._ I shall give him a very good opportunity: for I'll have no other guards about me but you, Sir. So come along. _Lop._ Why, Sir, this is the sin of presumption; setting heaven at defiance, making a Jack-pudding of a blunderbuss. _Lor._ No more, but follow. Hold! turn this way; I see _Camillo_ there. I wou'd avoid him, 'till I see what part he takes in this odd affair of his sister's. For I wou'd not have the quarrel fix'd with him, if it be possible to avoid it. [_Exit ~Lorenzo~._ _Lop._ Sir----Captain _Toledo_, one word if you please, Sir; I'm mighty sorry to see my Master won't accept of your friendly offer; look ye, I'm not very rich; but as far as the expences of a dollar went, if you'd be so kind to take a little care of me, it shou'd be at your service. _Tol._ Let me see:----A dollar you say? but suppose I'm wounded? _Lop._ Why you shall be put to no extraordinary charge upon that: I have been 'prentice to a barber; and will be your surgeon myself. _Tol._ 'Tis too cheap in conscience; but my land estate is ill paid this war-time---- _Lop._ That a little industry may be commendable; so say no more, that matter's fix'd. [_Exeunt ~Lop.~ and ~Tol~._ _Enter ~Camillo~._