Alon. The Cavalier to whom you sent me, Sir, Will wait upon you here.
Hip. I humbly thank you, Sir, and should be glad to know how I might pay my Gratitude.
Alon. My Duty ends not here; I have a Sword to serve you.
Hip. You shame me with this Generosity; but, Sir, I hope my own will be sufficient in so good a Cause.
Alon. Tho you are young, I question not your Bravery; But I must beg to stay and see fair play, And offer you my Service when you’ve done.
Hip. The Enemy appears, Sir,—and since you are so good, I beg you would retire behind those Trees; for if he see us both, since he is single, he will suspect some treachery.
Alon. You’ve reason, Sir, and I’ll obey you. [Goes aside.
Enter Antonio reading a Paper.
SIR,
I do desire you to meet me in St. Peter’s Grove, with your Sword in your Hand, about an Hour hence; you will guess my Business, when you know my name to be