Volume I Part 90 (1/2)

_Hau._ Softly, you d.a.m.n'd Rogue, not a Word of my Prowess aloud.

_Salerimente_, I shall be put to fight when I am sober, shall I, for your d.a.m.n'd prating, ye Rascal?

_Euph._ I am glad you have that good Quality.

[_Olinda_ speaking to _Gload_, pushes him to speak.

_Glo._ Ay, Madam-- my Master-- has many more: But if you please to tell him his Rival's Name--

_Hau._ I'll have your Ears for this, Sirrah, the next time I'm soundly drunk, and you know that won't be long.

[Aside.

Lord, Madam, my Man knows not what he says.

Ye Rascal, say I have no Courage-- or I will drink my self to the Miracle of Valour, and exercise it all on thee.

_Glo._ I know what I do, Sir, you had Courage this Morning, is the Fit over?

_Hau._ Have I not slept since, you Rogue, have I not?

_Glo._ I have a trick to save your Honour, Sir, and therefore I will stand in't you have Courage.

_Hau._ A Pox of your Trick, the Rogue knows I dare not chastise him now, for fear they should think I have Valour.

_Glo._ Madam, my Master's modest, but tell him who 'tis he must fight with--

_Hau._ Oh, for a Tun of Rhenish-- that I might abundantly beat thee--

_Euph._ Your Rival's Name's _Alonzo_, Sir.

_Hau._ Oh the Devil, a thundring Name too; but will this same-- _Alonzo_ make no allowance for necessity?-- I vow 'tis pure necessity in me to marry you: the old Men being agreed upon the Matter, I am but an Instrument-- alas, not I, [Crys.

A very Tool, as they say, so I am.

_Glo._ Lord, Sir, why do you cry? I meant no harm.

_Hau._ No harm, you Rascal-- to say I am valiant.

_Glo._ Why, yes, Sir, and if you would say so too, at worst 'twas but getting Don _Lovis_ to have fought for you; you know that's a small courtesy to a Friend.

_Hau._ Faith, now thou art in the right; he'll do his Business for him, I'll warrant him.

[Wipes his Eyes.

Nay then, Madam, I have Courage, and will to this Don-- this _Alonzo_ you speak of; and if he do not resign you, and consign you too, I'll make him; yes, make him, do ye see-- If _Lovis_ should refuse me now-- [Aside.

_Glo._ Shaw, Sir, he makes nothing to kill a Man, ten or twenty.

_Euph._ Well, since you are so resolv'd, my Brother will tell you where to find this _Alonzo_; and tell him, I must marry you to day, for I am resolv'd not to lie alone tonight.

_Hau._ What would not a Man do for so kind a Mistress?

_Euph._ Well, get you about it strait then, lest my Father's coming prevent it.

[Exeunt _Euphemia_ and _Olinda_.