Hip. I do not wonder that I am deceiv’d, But that I should believe thee, after all thy Treachery. But prithee tell me why thou treat’st me thus? Why didst thou with the sacred Vows of Marriage, After a long and tedious Courtship to me, Ravish me from my Parents and my Husband? For so the brave _Alonzo_ was by promise. Ant. Why, I will tell thee; ’twas not love to thee, But hatred to thy Brother Don _Marcel_, Who made Addresses to the fair _Clarinda_, And by his Quality destroy’d my Hopes. Hip. And durst you not revenge your self on him? Ant. His Life alone could not appease my Anger; And after studying what I had to do— Hip. The Devil taught thee this. Ant. Yes, and you I chose, 276 Because you were contracted to _Alonzo_, That the disgrace might be more eminent. Hip. I do believe thee, for when I reflect On all thy Usage since thou hast betray’d me, I find thou hast not paid me back one Sigh, Or Smile for all that I have given thee. Ant. Hear me out. Hip. Most calmly. Ant. From Town to Town you know I did remove you, Under pretence to shun your Brother’s Anger: But ’twas indeed to spread your Fame abroad. But being not satisfy’d till in _Madrid_, Here in your native Town, I had proclaim’d you; The House from whence your Brother’s Fury chas’d us, Was a Bordello, where ’twas given out Thou wert a _Venice_ Curtezan to hire, Whilst you believ’d it was your nuptial Palace. [Laughs. Hip. Dost think I did not understand the Plot? Yes, and was mad till some young Lovers came. But you had set a Price too high upon me, No brisk young Man durst venture, I had expos’d my self at cheaper Rates. Ant. Your Price, I pray, young Sinner? [Pulls off his Hat in scorn. Hip. Thy Life; he that durst say _Antonio_ lives no more, Should have possest me _gratis_. Ant. I would have taken care none should have don’t; To show, and offer you to Sale, was equally as shameful. Hip. Well, what hast thou more to do? this is no Place to inhabit in, nor shall thou force me further; And back into the Town thou dar’st not go. Ant. Perhaps I had been kinder to you, Had you continu’d still to give me that— Might have begot a Passion in me. Hip. I have too much Repentance for that Sin, To increase it, at the Price of being belov’d by thee. 277 Ant. Consider what you do, this Place is silent, And far from any thing that may assist you. Come lead me to the Covert of this Grove. [Takes her rudely. Enter _Haunce_ and _Gload_ drunk; _Haunce_ seeing them, offers to go out again. Glo. Hold, hold, Sir, why do you run away? Hau. Thou Fool, dost not see the Reason? Glo. I see a Man and a Lady, Sir. Hau. Why, you Coxcomb, they are Lovers; Or some that are going to do the deed of Love. Ant. How! Men here? Your Business. Hau. Prithee, Friend, do not trouble your self with ours, but follow your own; my Man is a little saucy in his Drink indeed, but I am sober enough to understand how things go. Ant. Leave us then.