Capt. Hark ye, Sirrah, leave preaching, and fall to declaring for us, or thou art mortal.

Ana. Nay, I say nay, I will die in my Calling—yea, I will fall a Sacrifice to the Good Old Cause; abomination ye with a mighty Hand, and will destroy, demolish and confound your Idols, those heathenish Malignants whom you follow, even with Thunder and Lightning, even as a Field of Corn blasted by a strong Blast.

Lov. Knock him down!

All. Down with Dagon, down with him!

[Enter Hewson with Guards.]

Hews. Ah, Rogues, have I caught ye napping?

[They all surround him and his Red-Coats.

All. Whoop Cobler, Whoop Cobler!

[The Boys, Lov. and Free. Corp. and Sold. beat off Hewson and his Party. [Ana. gets a Sword, and fights too.]

[ Scene II.] [Changes to a Chamber in La. Lambert’s House.]