Marcel, I will not quit one inch of Ground;
Do what thou dar’st, for know I do adore her,
And thus am bound by Love to her Defence. [Offers to fight Marcel, who retires in wonder.
Euph. Hold, noble Stranger, hold.
Mar. Have you such Pity on your Lover there? [Offers to kill her, Alonzo stays him.
Euph. Help, help. [Her Veil falls off.
Enter Hippolyta drest like a Curtezan: Sees Marcel.
Hip. Oh Gods, my Brother! in pity, Sir, defend me
From the just Rage of that incensed Man. [Runs behind Lovis, whilst Marcel stands gazing on both with wonder.
Lov. I know not the meaning of all this, but