Hau. Tan, ta, ra, ra, ra—hay, Boys, what a Night we’ll have on’t, _Gload_, for Fiddles and Dancing. Alon. Tell your Mistress I will dispatch a little Affair, and wait on her. Gload. And pray, Sir, may I have leave to marry the Maid too? Alon. We’ll consider on’t. Hau. I am not such a Fool to venture tho, till I know the Coast is clear, for his very Looks are terrible; but go you, _Gload_, and tell her what he says. [_Alonzo_ talks to _Lovis_. Enter _Hippolyta_ from aside. Hip. These be the Men that rescu’d me this morning, And are not to be employ’d in my Affair. But yonder Stranger has a noble Look, And from him I’ll intreat this Favour—Sir— [To _Alonzo_. Alon. With me, Sir? Hip. Yes, please you to walk a little this way, Sir. [Takes him aside. Hau. Well, make you sure of Fiddles, for look ye, we’ll appear to night like our selves. Gload. It shall be done, Sir. Hip. I am a Stranger and a Gentleman, And have an humble Suit to you. 298 Alon. You may command me any thing. Hip. Sir, there is a Gentleman, if I may call him so, that dares do ill; has put a base Affront upon a Lady—a Lady whom all brave Men are bound to vindicate: I’ve writ him here a Challenge, and only beg you’ll give it him; I will attend you in St. _Peter’s_ Grove, where I desire the perfidious _Antonio_ (for that’s his Name, to whom this is directed) to meet me. Alon. I’m pleas’d to see this Gallantry in a Man so young, and will serve you in this, or whatever else you shall command. But where is this _Antonio?_ Hip. That I’ll inquire of these. Sir, pray can you give any account of the Cavalier [To _Haunce_, who starts as afraid.] you fought with this Morning in St. _Peter’s_ Grove, that had a Lady with him? Hau. So, now perhaps I shall be hang’d for that. [Aside. I fight, Sir! I never fought in my Life, nor saw no Man, not I. Gload. ’Sha, you may confess it, Sir; there’s no Law against killing in _Spain_. Hip. How, have you murder’d him? [Takes hold of him. Hau. This Rogue has a mind to have me dispatch’d. [Aside. Hold, Sir, the Man’s as well and alive as you are, and is now at my Lodgings: look ye, here’s the Dagger I disarm’d him of—but that I do not love to boast. [Shews it. Hip. It is the same. Alon. Sir, I shall not fail to wait on you with the Answer I receive. Hip. I humbly thank you, Sir. Alon. So prithee, dear _Lovis_, go make my excuse to your Sister for a moment, and let her get all things ready against I come; let the Priest too wait, for I see my Destiny, which I can no longer prevent, draws on apace. [Exit _Lovis_. Come, Sir, you must conduct me to _Antonio_. [Exeunt _Alonzo_, _Haunce_, and _Gload_. 299