SCENE II.--_A Chapel_. _Enter_ ALONZO, THEODOSIA, JACINTHA, BEATRIX, _other Ladies, and Cavaliers at their devotions_. _Alon._ By that time you have told your beads, I'll be again with you. [_Exit._ _Jac._ Do you think the Englishmen will come after us? _Beat._ Do you think they can stay from you? _Jac._ For my part, I feel a certain qualm upon my heart, which makes me believe I am breeding love to one of them. _Theo._ How, love, Jacintha! in so short a time? Cupid's arrow was well feathered, to reach you so suddenly. _Jac._ Faith, as good at first as at last, sister; 'tis a thing that must be done, and therefore 'tis best dispatching it out o'the way. _Theo._ But you do not mean to tell him so, whom you love? _Jac._ Why should I keep myself and servant in pain, for that which may be cured at a day's warning? _Beat._ My lady tells you true, madam; long tedious courtship may be proper for cold countries, where their frosts are long a thawing; but, heaven be praised, we live in a warm climate. _Theo._ The truth is, in other countries they have opportunities of courtship, which we have not; they are not mewed up with double locks and grated windows; but may receive addresses at their leisure. _Jac._ But our love here is like our grass; if it be not mowed quickly, 'tis burnt up. _Enter_ BELLAMY, WILDBLOOD, and MASKALL: _They look about them_. _Theo._ Yonder are your gallants; send you comfort of them: I am for my devotions. _Jac._ Now for my heart can I think of no other prayer, but only that they may not mistake us. Why, sister, sister, will you pray? What injury have I ever done you, that you should pray in my company? If your servant Don Melchor were here, we should have you mind heaven as little as the best of us. _Beat._ They are at a loss, madam; shall I put up my veil, that they may take aim? _Jac._ No, let them take their fortune in the dark: We shall see what archers these English are. _Bel._ Which are they, think'st thou? _Wild._ There's no knowing them, they are all children of darkness. _Bel._ I'll be sworn they have one sign of godliness among them, there's no distinction of persons here. _Wild._ Pox o'this blind-man's-buff; they may be ashamed to provoke a man thus, by their keeping themselves so close. _Bel._ You are for the youngest, you say; 'tis the eldest has smitten me. And here I fix; if I am right, happy man be his dole. [_By_ THEODOSIA. _Wild._ I'll take my fortune here. [_By_ JACINTHA. Madam, I hope a stranger may take the liberty, without offence, to offer his devotions by you? _Jac._ That, sir, would interrupt mine, without being any advantage to your own. _Wild._ My advantage, madam, is very evident; for the kind saint, to whom you pray, may, by the neighbourhood, mistake my devotions for yours.