And therefore do demand mine back again, thou’st us’d it scurvily.
Mar. Thou knowst too much to think I’ve injur’d thee.
Alon. Not injur’d me! Who was it promis’d me Hippolyta?
Who his Alliance, and his Friendship too?
And who has broke them all, but thou perfidious?
Come, ’tis Hippolyta that I demand.
Mar. By this he should not know my Sister’s Shame. [Aside.
Oh, Sir, you must not have Hippolyta.
Alon. How! not have Hippolyta!
Tho every Step were guarded by a Brother,