All the desire I might bestow on others.--
Quickly before they come.

Estif. Indeed, I dare not;

But since I see you are so desirous, sir,
To view a poor face that can merit nothing
But your repentance

Per. It must needs be excellent.

Estif. And with what honesty you ask it of me,
When I am gone let your man follow me,
And view what house I enter, thither come;
For there I dare be bold to appear open:
As I like your virtuous carriage, then

Enter JUAN and CLARA.

I shall be able to give welcome to you.

She 'th done her business; I must take my leave, sir. Per. I'll kiss your fair white hand, and thank you,

lady.

My man shall wait, and I shall be your servant;
Sirrah, come near, hark.

[PEREZ whispers VASCO. Juan. You will command me more services?

Cla. To be careful of your noble health, dear sir, That I may ever honour you.

Juan. I thank you,

And kiss your hands. there.

Wait on the ladies down

Vasco. I'll do it faithfully. [Exit-LADIES follow.
Per. You had the honour to see the face that came

to you?

Juan. And 'twas a fair one; what was yours, Don
Michael?

Per. Mine was i'th'eclipse, and had a cloud drawn
over it.

But I believe well, and I hope 'tis handsome.

She had a hand would stir a holy hermit.

Juan. You know none of them?

Per. No.

Juan. Then I do, Captain.

But I'll say nothing till I see the proof on't;
Sit close, Don Perez, or your worship's caught.
Per. Were those she brought love letters?
Juan. A packet to a kinsman now in Flanders;
Yours was very modest methought.

Per. Some young unmanag'd thing;

But I may live to see.

Juan. "Tis worth experience;

Let's walk abroad and view our companies. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.

A Street.

Enter ESTIFANIA, who walks across the Stage, and

exit.

Enter VASCO.

aim;

Vasco. "Tis this or that house, or I've lost my They're both fair buildings,—she walk'd plaguy fast.

Enter ESTIFANIA; she courtesies, and exit.

And hereabouts I lost her; stay, that's she,
"Tis very sheshe makes me a low court'sy;
Ma'am, your most obedient humble servant.
Let me note the place, the street I well remember.

[Exit.

SCENE III.

A Chamber in MARGARITA's Country House.

Enter VICTORIA and ISABEL.

Vict. What shou'd it mean, that in such haste we're sent for?

Isab. Belike the Lady Margaret has some business, She'd break to us in private.

Vict. It shou'd seem so.

'Tis a good lady, and a wise young lady.

Isab. And virtuous enough too, that I warrant ye, For a young woman of her years; 'tis a pity

To load her tender age with too much virtue.

Enter ALTEA.

Alt. Good morrow,

ladies.

Both. Morrow, my good madam.

Vict. How does the sweet young beauty, Lady Margaret ?

Isab. Has she slept well after her walk last night? Vict. Are her dreams gentle to her mind?

Alt. All's well,

She's very well; she sent for you thus suddenly,
To give her counsel in a business

That much concerns her.

Isab. She does well and wisely.

Alt. She wou'd fain marry.

Vict. "Tis a proper calling,

And well beseems her years: who wou'd she yoke with?

Alt. That's left to argue on; I pray come in And break your fast, drink a good cup or two, To strengthen your understandings, then she'll tell ye. Isab. And good wine breeds good counsel; we'll yield to ye.

[Exeunt

Juan. Where?

Leon. Every where.

?

Juan. What office bore ye?
Leon. None, I was not worthy.
Juan. What captains know you
Leon. None, they were above me.
Juan. Were you ne'er hurt?

Leon. Not that I well remember,

But once I stole a hen, and then they beat me.
Pray ask me no long questions, I've an ill memory.
Juan. This is an ass; did you ne'er draw your
sword yet?

Leon. Not to do any harm, I thank Heav'n for't.
Juan. Nor ne'er ta'en prisoner?

Leon. No, I ran away,

For I ne'er had no money to redeem me.

Juan. Can you endure a drum?

Leon. It makes my head ache.

Juan. Are you not valiant when you're drunk?
Leon. I think not, but I am loving, sir.
Juan. What a lump is this man !

Was your father wise?

Leon. Too wise for me, I'm sure;

For he gave all he had to my younger brother.
Juan. That was no foolish part, I'll bear you wit-

ness.

Why art thou sent to be my officer,

Ay, and commended too, when thou dar'st not fight? Leon. There be more officers of my opinion,

Or I am cozen'd, sir; men that talk more too.

Juan. This fellow has some doubts in his talk that strikes me.

Enter ALONZO.

He cannot be all fool: welcome, Alonzo.

Alon. What have you got there, Temperance into your company?

The spirit of peace? We shall have wars by the ounce

then.

[CACAFOGO speaks without.

Oh, here's another pumpion;

The cramm'd son of a starv'd usurer, Cacafogo: Both their brains butter'd, cannot make two spoonfuls.

Enter CACAFOGO.

Caca. My father's dead: I am a man of war too, Monies, demesnes; I've ships at sea too, captains. Juan. Take heed o'the Hollanders; your ships may leak else.

Caca. I scorn the Hollanders, they are my drunkards.

Alon. Put up your gold, sir, I will borrow it else. Caca. I am satisfied, you shall not.

Come out, I know thee, meet mine anger instantly. Leon. I never wrong'd ye.

Caca. Thou'st wrong'd mine honour,

Thou look'dst upon my mistress thrice lasciviously, I'll make it good.

Juan. Do not heat yourself, you will surfeit.

Caca. Thou won'st my money too, with a pair of base bones,

In whom there was no truth, for which I beat thee,
I beat thee much, now I will hurt thee dangerously.
This shall provoke thee.
[He strikes.
Leon. I cannot chuse but kick again; pray pardon

me.

Caca. Had'st thou not ask'd my pardon, I had kill'd thee:

I leave thee as a thing despis'd baso las manos à vostra [Exit CACAFOGO. Alon. You've 'scap'd by miracle, there is not in all

Seignoria.

Spain,

A spirit of more fury than this fire-drake.

Leon. I see he's hasty, and I'd give him leave To beat me soundly if he'd take my bond.