_Mons._ How! I must look to my hits then. [_Aside._ _Don._ Look to't. _Mons._ [_Aside._] Then I had best confess all, before he discover all, which he will soon do.-- _Enter_ Parson. O here's the parson too! he won't be in choler, nor brandish toledo before the parson sure?--[_To_ Don DIEGO.] Well, uncle, I must confess, rather than lose your favour, he is no dancing-master. _Don._ No! _Ger._ What! has the fool betrayed us then at last, nay, then 'tis time to be gone; come away, miss. [_Going out._ _Don._ Nay, sir, if you pass this way, my toledo will pass that way, look you. [_Thrusts at him with his sword._ _Hip._ O hold, Mr. Gerrard!--Hold father! _Mons._ I tell you, uncle, he's an honest gentleman, means no hurt, and came hither but upon a frolic of mine and your daughter's. [_Stops_ Don DIEGO. _Don. Ladron! traidor!_ _Mons._ I tell you all's but a jest, a mere jest, I vow and swear. _Don._ A jest!--jest with my honour, _voto!_ ha! no family to dishonour but the grave, wise, noble, honourable, illustrious, puissant, and right worshipful family of the Formals!--Nay, I am contented to reprieve you, till you know who you have dishonoured, and convict you of the greatness of your crime before you die. We are descended, look you-- _Mons._ Nay, pray, uncle, hear me. _Don._ I say, we are descended-- _Mons._ 'Tis no matter for that. _Don._ And my great, great, great-grandfather was-- _Mons._ Well, well, I have something to say more to the purpose. _Don._ My great, great, great-grandfather, I say, was-- _Mons._ Well, a pinmaker in-- _Don._ But he was a gentleman for all that, fop, for he was a sergeant to a company of the trainbands; and my great-great-grandfather was-- _Mons._ Was his son, what then? won't you let me clear this gentleman? _Don._ He was, he was-- _Mons._ He was a felt-maker, his son a wine-cooper, your father a vintner, and so you came to be a Canary merchant. _Don._ But we were still gentlemen, for our coat was, as the heralds say--was-- _Mons._ Was! your sign was the Three Tuns, and the field Canary; now let me tell you, this honest gentleman-- _Don._ Now, that you should dare to dishonour this family!--by the graves of my ancestors in Great St. Helen's church-- _Mons._ Yard. _Don._ Thou shalt die for't, _ladron!_ [_Runs at_ GERRARD. _Mons._ Hold, hold, uncle, are you mad? _Hip._ Oh! oh!--