Friend. Why, for this Courtesy, which shews thee brave, in the next fight I’ll save thy Life to quit the Obligation.
Dar. I thank you, Sir;—come to my Tent,—and when we’ve dress’d your Wounds, and yielded up the Ladies, I’ll give you my Pass-port for your Safe-Conduct back, and tell your Friends i’th’ Town, we’ll visit them i’th’ Morning.
Friend. They’ll meet you on your way, Sir—
Dar. Come, my young Soldier, now thou’st won my Soul. [Exeunt.]
An Alarm beats: Enter at another Passage Boozer with all the Ladies; they pass over the Stage, while Hazard and Downright [beat] back a Party of Soldiers. Dull. Tim. Whim. and Whiff, prick’d on by their Party to [fight, lay] about them like Madmen. Bacon, Fearless and Daring come in, rescue their Men, and fight out the other Party, some falling dead. Bacon, Fearless and Daring return tired, with their Swords drawn. Enter Soldier running.
Sold. Return, Sir, where your Sword will be more useful—a Party of Indians, taking advantage of the Night, have set fire on your Tents, and borne away the Queen.
Bac. Hah, the Queen! By Heaven, this Victory shall cost them dear; come, let us fly to rescue her.
[Scene II.] Changes to Wellman’s Tent.
Enter Wellman, Brag, Grubb, and Officers.