_Mask._ My master's in; heavens send him good shipping with his lie, and all kind devils stand his friends! _Alon._ How! by astrology, sir? Meaning, you came hither by art magic. _Bel._ I say by pure astrology, sir; I foresaw by my art, a little after I had left you, that your niece and daughters would this night run a risque of being carried away from this very garden. _Alon._ O the wonders of this speculation! _Bel._ Thereupon I called immediately for my sword, and came in all haste to advertise you; but I see there's no resisting destiny; for just as I was entering the garden door, I met the women with their gallants all under sail, and outward bound. _Mask._ Thereupon what does me he, but draws, by my advice-- _Bel._ How now, Mr Rascal? Are you itching to be in? [_Aside._ _Mask._ Pray, sir, let me go snip with you in this lie, and be not too covetous of honour. You know I never stood with you; now my courage is come to me, I cannot resist the temptation. [_Aside._ _Bel._ Content; tell on. _Mask._ So, in short, sir, we drew, first I, and then my master; but, being overpowered, they have escaped us, so that I think you may go to bed, and trouble yourself no further, for gone they are. _Bel._ You tell a lie! you have curtailed my invention: You are not fit to invent a lie for a bawd, when she would wheedle a young squire. [_Aside._ _Alon._ Call up the officers of justice, I'll have the town searched immediately. _Bel._ 'Tis in vain, sir; I know, by my art, you'll never recover them: Besides, 'tis an affront to my friends, the stars, who have otherwise disposed of them. _Enter a Servant._ _Ser._ Sir, the key is broken in the garden-door, and the door locked, so that of necessity they must be in the garden yet. _Alon._ Disperse yourselves, some into the wilderness, some into the alleys, and some into the parterre: You, Diego, go try to get out the key, and run to the corrigidor for his assistance: In the mean time, I'll search the garden-house myself. [_Exeunt all the servants but one._ _Mask._ I'll be unbetted again, if you please, sir, and leave you all the honour of it. [_To_ BELLAMY _aside_. _Alon._ Come, cavalier, let us in together. _Bel._ [_holding him_.] Hold, sir, for the love of heaven! you are not mad? _Alon._ We must leave no place unsearched. A light there. _Bel._ Hold, I say! do you know what you are undertaking? And have you armed yourself with resolution for such an adventure? _Alon._ What adventure? _Bel._ A word in private--The place you would go into is full of enchantments; there are at this time, for aught I know, a legion of spirits in it. _Alon._ You confound me with wonder, sir!