Hip. Let not your friendship, Sir, proceed so far,
To take my Name, to take my Quarrel on you.
Alon. In this Dispute none’s more concern’d than I,
And I will keep my ground in such a cause,
Tho all the Rivals that her Beauty makes me,
Were arm’d to take my Life away.
Ant. Come, Sir, I care not which of you’s Alonzo. [They go to fight, she holds Alonzo.
Hip. This Gallantry’s too much, brave Stranger.
Antonio, hurt him not; I am the wrong’d Alonzo,
And this a perfect Stranger to the business,