Hau. What would not a Man do for so kind a Mistress?
Euph. Well, get you about it strait then, lest my Father’s coming prevent it. [Exeunt Euphemia and Olinda.
Hau. I am gone—but if Lovis should fail—
Glo. He would beat you, if he thought you doubted him.
Hau. I’ll keep my Fears then to my self. [Go out.
Enter Hippolyta drest like a Man, with a Paper.
Hip. Thus I dare look abroad again:
Methinks I am not what I was,
My Soul too is all Man;