_Jac._ O, sir! our saints can better distinguish between the prayers of a Catholic and a Lutheran. _Wild._ I beseech you, madam, trouble not yourself for my religion; for, though I am a heretic to the men of your country, to your ladies I am a very zealous Catholic; and for fornication and adultery, I assure you I hold with both churches. _Theo. to Bel._ Sir, if you will not be more devout, be at least more civil; you see you are observed. _Bel._ And pray, madam, what do you think the lookers on imagine I am employed about? _Theo._ I will not trouble myself to guess. _Bel._ Why, by all circumstances, they must conclude that I am making love to you; and, methinks, it were scarce civil to give the opinion of so much good company the lie. _Theo._ If this were true, you would have little reason to thank them for their divination. _Bel._ Meaning, I should not be loved again? _Theo._ You have interpreted my riddle, and may take it for your pains. _Enter_ ALONZO, _and goes apart to his devotion_. _Beat._ Madam, your father is returned. _Bel._ She has nettled me; would, I could be revenged on her! _Wild._ Do you see their father? Let us make as though we talked to one another, that we may not be suspected. _Beat._ You have lost your Englishmen. _Jac._ No, no, 'tis but design, I warrant you: You shall see these island cocks wheel about immediately. [_The English gather up close to them._ _Beat._ Perhaps they thought they were observed. _Wild. to Bel._ Talk not of our country ladies: I declare myself for the Spanish beauties. _Bel._ Pr'ythee, tell me what thou canst find to doat on in these Castilians? _Wild._ Their wit and beauty. _Theo._ Now for our champion, St Jago, for Spain. _Bel._ Faith, I can speak no such miracles of either; for their beauty, 'tis much as the Moors left it; not altogether so deep a black as the true Ethiopian; a kind of beauty that is too civil to the lookers-on to do them any mischief. _Jac._ This was your frowardness, that provoked him, sister. _Theo._ But they shall not carry it off so. _Bel._ As for their wit, you may judge it by their breeding, which is commonly in a nunnery; where the want of mankind, while they are there, makes them value the blessing ever after. _Theo._ Pr'ythee, dear Jacintha, tell me, what kind of creatures were those we saw yesterday at the audience? Those, I mean, that looked so like Frenchmen in their habits, but only became their apishness so much worse. _Jac._ Englishmen, I think, they called them. _Theo._ Cry you mercy; they were of your wild English, indeed; that is, a kind of northern beast, that is taught its feats of activity in Monsieurland; and, for doing them too lubberly, is laughed at all the world over.