_Mask._ Do you hear this, Beatrix! They are just upon the point of accommodation; we must make haste, or they'll make a peace by themselves, and exclude us from the treaty. _Beat._ Declare yourself the aggressor then, and I'll take you into mercy. _Wild._ The worst that you can say of me is, that I have loved you thrice over. _Jac._ The prime articles between Spain and England are sealed; for the rest, concerning a more strict alliance, if you please, we'll dispute them in the garden. _Wild._ But, in the first place, let us agree on the article of navigation, I beseech you. _Beat._ These leagues, offensive and defensive, will be too strict for us, Maskall: A treaty of commerce will serve our turn. _Mask._ With all my heart; and when our loves are veering, We'll make no words, but fall to privateering. [_Exeunt, the men leading the women._ ACT V. SCENE I. _Enter_ LOPEZ, AURELIA, _and_ CAMILLA. _Lop._ 'Tis true, if he had continued constant to you, I should have thought myself obliged in honour to be his friend; but I could no longer suffer him to abuse a person of your worth and beauty, with a feigned affection. _Aur._ But is it possible Don Melchor should be false to love? I'll be sworn I did not imagine such a treachery could have been in nature; especially to a lady who had so obliged him. _Lop._ 'Twas this, madam, which gave me the confidence to wait upon you at an hour, which would be otherwise unseasonable. _Aur._ You are the most obliging person in the world. _Lop._ But to clear it to you that he is false, he is, at this very minute, at an assignation with your cousin in the garden; I am sure he was endeavouring it not an hour ago. _Aur._ I swear this evening's air begins to incommode me extremely with a cold: but yet, in hope of detecting this perjured man, I am content to stay abroad. _Lop._ But withal, you must permit me to tell you, madam, that it is but just I should have some share in a heart, which I endeavour to redeem: In the law of arms, you know that they, who pay the ransom, have right to dispose of the prisoner. _Aur._ The prize is so very inconsiderable, that 'tis not worth the claiming. _Lop._ If I thought the boon were small, I would not importune my princess with the asking it: But since my life depends upon the grant-- _Cam._ Ma'am, I must needs tell your la'ship, that Don Lopez has deserved you, for he has acted all along like a cavalier, and more for your interest than his own. Besides, ma'am, Don Melchor is as poor as he is false: For my part, I shall never endure to call him master. _Aur._ Don Lopez, go along with me. I can promise nothing, but I swear I will do my best to disengage my heart from this furious tender, which I have for him. _Cam._ If I had been a man, I could never have forsaken you: Ah those languishing casts, ma'am; and that pouting lip of your la'ship, like a cherry-bough, weighed down with the weight of fruit!