Don _Fel._ Nay, son, I wou'd not have thee despise thy adversary neither; thou'lt find Camillo will put thee hardly to't. _Lor._ I wish we were come to the trial. Why does he not appear? _Jacin._ Now do I hate to hear people brag thus. Sir, with my lady's leave, I'll hold a ducat he disarms you. [_They laugh._ _Lor._ Why, what!--I think I'm sported with. Take heed, I warn you all; I am not to be trifled with. _Enter ~Camillo~ and ~Isabella~._ _Leo._ You shan't, Sir, here's one will be in earnest with you. _Lor._ He's welcome: tho' I had rather have drawn my sword against another. I'm sorry, _Camillo_, we should meet on such bad terms as these; yet more sorry your sister should be the wicked cause on't: but since nothing will serve her but the blood either of a husband or brother, she shall be glutted with't. Draw. _Lop._ Ah Lard, ah Lard, ah Lard! _Lor._ And yet before I take this instrument of death into my fatal hand, hear me, _Camillo_; hear _Alvarez_; all! I imprecate the utmost powers of heaven to shower upon my head the deadliest of its wrath; I ask that all hell's torments may unite to round my soul with one eternal anguish, if wicked _Leonora_ ben't my wife. _Omnes._ O Lord, O Lord, O Lord! _Leo._ Why then may all those curses pass him by, and wrap me in their everlasting pains, if ever once I had a fleeting thought of making him my husband. _Lop._ O Lord, O Lord, O Lord! _Leo._ Nay more; to strike him dumb at once, and shew what men with honest looks can practise, know he's married to another. _Alv._ and _Fel._ How! _Leo._ The truth of this is known to some here. _Jacin._ Nay, 'tis certainly so. _Isab._ 'Tis to a friend of mine. _Car._ I know the person. _Lor._ 'Tis false, and thou art a villain for thy testimony. _Cam._ Then let me speak; what they aver is true, and I myself was in disguise, a witness of its doing. _Lor._ Death and confusion! he a villain too! have at thy heart. [_He draws._ _Lop._ Ah!----I can't bear the sight on't. _Cam._ Put up that furious thing, there's no business for't. _Lor._ There's business for a dagger, strippling; 'tis that should be thy recompence. _Cam._ Why then to shew thee naked to the world, and close thy mouth for ever----I am myself thy wife.---- _Lor._ What does the dog mean? _Cam._ To fall upon the earth and sue for mercy. [_Kneels and lets her perriwig fall off._ _Lor._ A woman! _Lop._ Ay----cod, and a pretty one too; you wags you. _Lor._ I'm all amazement. Rise, _Camillo_, (if I am still to call you by that name) and let me hear the wonders you have for me.