_Ant._ I have always had a longing to be yours again, though I could not compass it before; and had designed you a casket of my master's jewels too; for I knew the custom, and would not have appeared before a great person, as you are, without a present: But he has defrauded my good intentions, and basely robbed you of them; 'tis a prize worthy a million of crowns, and you carry your letters of marque about you. _Must._ I shall make bold with his treasure, for the support of my new government.--[_The people gather about him._]--What do these vile raggamuffins so near our person? your savour is offensive to us; bear back there, and make room for honest men to approach us: These fools and knaves are always impudently crowding next to princes, and keeping off the more deserving: Bear back, I say.--[_They make a wider circle._]--That's dutifully done! Now shout, to shew your loyalty. [_A great shout._]--Hear'st thou that, slave Antonio? These obstreperous villains shout, and know not for what they make a noise. You shall see me manage them, that you may judge what ignorant beasts they are.--For whom do you shout now? Who's to live and reign; tell me that, the wisest of you? _1 Rabble._ Even who you please, captain. _Must._ La, you there! I told you so. _2 Rabble._ We are not bound to know, who is to live and reign; our business is only to rise upon command, and plunder. _3 Rabble._ Ay, the richest of both parties; for they are our enemies. _Must._ This last fellow is a little more sensible than the rest; he has entered somewhat into the merits of the cause. _1 Rabble._ If a poor man may speak his mind. I think, captain, that yourself are the fittest to live and reign; I mean not over, but next, and immediately under, the people; and thereupon I say, _A Mustapha, a Muatapha!_ _Omnes._ A Mustapha, a Mustapha! _Must._ I must confess the sound is pleasing, and tickles the ears of my ambition; but alas, good people, it must not be! I am contented to be a poor simple viceroy. But prince Muley-Zeydan is to be the man: I shall take care to instruct him in the arts of government, and in his duty to us all; and, therefore, mark my cry, _A Muley-Zeydan, a Muley-Zeydan!_ _Omnes._ A Muley-Zeydan, a Muley-Zeydan! _Must._ You see, slave Antonio, what I might have been? _Ant._ I observe your modesty. _Must._ But for a foolish promise, I made once to my lord Benducar, to set up any one he pleased.-- _Re-enter the Mufti, with his Servants._ _Ant._ Here's the old hypocrite again.--Now stand your ground and bate him not an inch. Remember the jewels, the rich and glorious jewels; they are designed to be yours, by virtue of prerogative. _Must._ Let me alone to pick a quarrel; I have an old grudge to him upon thy account. _Muf._ [_Making up to the Mobile._] Good people, here you are met together. _1 Rabble._ Ay, we know that without your telling: But why are we met together, doctor? for that's it which no body here can tell.