Mar. Nothing, dear Sister, But if I can be wise and angry too: For ’tis not safe t’attack him in the Garden. How now, _Silvio_—under the Name of Brother, I see you dare too much. [Snatches away his Sister and _Clarinda_. Silv. What mean you by this rude Address, _Marcel?_ Mar. I’ll tell ye, Sir, anon. Go get you in. [To the Women, who go in. 285 Silv. Well, Sir, your Business now? Mar. It is not safe to tell you here, tho I have hardly Patience to stay till thou meet me in St. _Peter’s_ Grove. Silv. I will not fail you, Sir, an Hour hence. [Goes in after them. Mar. I dare not in this Rage return to upbraid _Clarinda_, lest I do things that mis-become a Man. [Goes out. ACT IV. Scene I. _Carlo’s_ House. After a Noise of Musick without, enter _Haunce_ drest as _Alonzo_ was, follow’d by _Gload_, in Masquerade. Hau. Hold, hold, I do not like the Salutations I receive from all I meet in this House. Glo. Why, Sir, methinks they are very familiar Scabs all. Hau. _Salerimente_, they all salute me as they were my old Acquaintance. Your servant, _Myn heer Haunce_, crys one; your servant, Monsieur _Haunce_, crys another. Enter _Servant_. Serv. Your servant, Sir, you come indeed like a Bridegroom all beset with Dance and Fiddle. Hau. Bridegroom! ha, ha, ha, dost hear, _Gload?_ ’tis true faith. But how the Devil came he to know it, man, hah? Serv. My Master, Sir, was just asking for you, he longs to speak with you. Hau. Ha, ha, with me, Sir? why, ha, ha, who the pox am I? Serv. You, Sir, why, who should you be? Hau. Who should I be? why, who should I be? Serv. _Myn heer Haunce van Ezel_, Sir. Hau. Ha, ha, ha, well guest, i’faith now. Glo. Why how should they guess otherwise, coming so attended with Musick, as prepar’d for a Wedding? Hau. Ha, ha, ha, say’st thou so? faith, ’tis a good Device to save the Charges of the first Compliments, hah: but 286 hark ye, hark ye, Friend, are you sure this is the House of Don _Carlo?_ Serv. Why, Sir, have you forgot it? Hau. Forgot it! ha, ha, ha, dost hear, _Gload?_ forgot it! why how the Devil should I remember it? Glo. Sir, I believe this is some new-fashion’d Civility in Spain, to know every Man before he sees him. Hau. No, no, you fool, they never change their Fashion in Spain, Man. Glo. I mean their manner of Address, Sir. Hau. It may be so, I’ll see farther. Friend, is Don _Carlo_ within? Serv. He has not been out since, Sir. Hau. Since, ha, ha, ha, since when? hah. Serv. Since you saw him, Sir. Hau. _Salerimente_, will you make me mad? why you damnable Rascal, when did I see him? hah. Serv. Here comes my Master himself, Sir, [Enter _Carlo_.] let him inform you, if you grow so hot upon the Question. Car. How now, Son, what, angry? You have e’en tir’d your self with walking, and are out of Humour.