Jul.  What say you, Sir, will you join with us?

Ang.  Yes, madam; but If you would take my sword, you’ll use it better.

Hip.  Ay, but you are a man.

Ang.  Why, so are you.

Hip.  Truly my fear had made me quite forget it.

Enter GONSALVO.

Gons.  Hippolito! how barbarous was I To leave my boy!  Hippolito!

Hip. Here, here.  Now, madam, fear not, you are safe.

Jul.  What is become, sir, of those gentlemen?

Gons.  Madam, they all went several ways; not like To meet.

Jul.  What will become of me?

Gons.  Tis late,
And I a stranger in the town; yet all
Your dangers shall be mine.

Jul.  You’re noble, sir.

Gons.  I’ll pawn the hopes of all my love, to see You safe.

Jul.  Whoe’er your mistress be, she has My curses, if she prove not kind.

Ang.  And mine.

Hip.  My sister will repent her, when she knows
For whom she makes that wish; but I’ll say nothing,
Till day discovers it. [Aside.] A door opens;
I hope it is some inn.

[A door opens, at which a Servant appears.

Ang.  Friend, can you lodge us here?

Serv.  Yes, friend, we can.

Jul.  How shall we be disposed?

Serv.  As nature would;
The gentleman and you:  I have a rule,
That, when a man and woman ask for lodging,
They are ever husband and wife.

Jul.  Rude and unmannered!

Gons.  Sir, this lady must be lodged apart.

Serv.  Then the two boys, that are good for nothing But one another, they shall go together.

Ang.  Lie with a man! sweet heaven defend me!

Hip.  Alas, friend, I ever lie alone.

Serv.  Then to save trouble, sir, because ’tis late, One of the youths shall be disposed with you.

Ang.  Who, I! not for the world.

Hip.  Neither of us; for, though I would not lodge with you Myself, I never can endure he should.

Ang.  Why then, to end the difference, if you please.  I and that lady will be bed-fellows.

Hip.  No, she and I will lodge together rather.

Serv.  You are sweet youths indeed; not for the world You would not lodge with men! none but the lady Would serve your turn.

Aug.  Alas, I had forgot I am a boy; I am so lately one. [Aside.

Serv.  Well, well; all shall be lodged apart.

Gons. to Hip.  I did not think you harboured wanton thoughts; So young, so bad?

Hip.  I can make no defence, But must be shamed by my own innocence. [Exeunt.

ACT II.