I'll to Don Alonzo, and help to revenge the injury you are do∣ing him.Bell.Then we are lost, I can do nothing.Wild.Nay, and you talk of honor, by your leave Sir. I hate your Spanish honor ever since it spoyl'd our English Playes, with faces about and t'other side.Falls upon him & throws him down.Mel.What do you mean, you will not murder me?Mel.Must valour be oppress'd by multitudes?Wild.Come yarely my mates, every man to his share of the burthen. Come yarly hay.The four men take him each by a limb, and carry him out, he crying murder.Theo.If this Englishman save us now I shall admire his wit.Beat.Good wits never think themselves admir'd till they are well rewarded: you must pay him in specie, Madam, give him love for his wit.Enter the Men again.Bell.Ladies fear nothing, but enter into the Garden-house with these Cavaliers—Mask.Oh that I were a Cavalier too!Is going with them.Bell.Come you back Sirrah.Stops him.Think your selves as safe as in a Sanctuary, only keep quiet what ever happens.Jac.Come away then, they are upon us.Exeunt all but Bell. and Mask.Mask.Hark, I hear the foe coming: methinks they threa∣ten too, Sir; pray let me go in for a Guard to the Ladies and poor Beatrix. I can fight much better when there is a wall be∣twixt me and danger.Bell.Peace, I have occasion for your wit to help me lie.Mask.Sir, upon the faith of a sinner you have had my last lye already; I have not one more to do me credit as I hope to be sav'd, Sir.Bell.Victore, victore; knock under you rogue, and confess me Conquerour, and you shall see I'll bring all off.0