Tow. I never will without you.

Har.  Sen. I said before, we should but trouble ye.

Tow. You make me blush; but if you ever were a lover, sir, you will forgive a folly, which is sweet, though, I confess, ’ts much extravagant.

Har.  Jun. He has but too much cause for this excess of joy; oh happy, happy Englishman! but I unfortunate! [Aside.

Tow. Now, when you please, lead on.

Har.  Sen. This day you shall be feasted at the castle,
Where our great guns shall loudly speak your welcome. 
All signs of joy shall through the isle be shewn,
Whilst in full rummers we our friendship crown. [Exeunt.

ACT II.  SCENE I.

  Enter ISABINDA, and HARMAN Junior.

Isab. This to me, from you, against your friend!

Har.  Jun. Have I not eyes? are you not fair?  Why does it seem so strange?

Isab. Come, it is a plot betwixt you:  My Englishman is jealous, and has sent you to try my faith:  he might have spared the experiment, after a three years absence; that was a proof sufficient of my constancy.

Har.  Jun. I heard him say he never had returned, but that his masters of the East India company preferred him large conditions.

Isab. You do bely him basely.

Har.  Jun. As much as I do you, in saying you are fair; or as I do myself, when I declare I die for you.

Isab. If this be earnest, you have done a most unmanly and ungrateful part, to court the intended wife of him, to whom you are most obliged.

Har.  Jun. Leave me to answer that:  Assure yourself I love you violently, and, if you are wise, you will make some difference betwixt Towerson and me.

Isab. Yes, I shall make a difference, but not to your advantage.

Har.  Jun. You must, or falsify your knowledge; an Englishman, part captain, and part merchant; his nation of declining interest here:  Consider this, and weigh against that fellow, not me, but any, the least and meanest Dutchman in this isle.

Isab. I do not weigh by bulk:  I know your countrymen have the advantage there.

Har.  Jun. Hold back your hand, from firming of your faith; you will thank me in a little time, for staying you so kindly from embarking in his ruin.

Isab. His fortune is not so contemptible as you would make it seem.

Har.  Jun. Wait but one month for the event.

Isab. I will not wait one day, though I were sure to sink with him the next:  So well I love my Towerson, I will not lose another sun, for fear he should not rise to-morrow.  For yourself, pray rest assured, of all mankind, you should not be my choice, after an act of such ingratitude.