Prince Frederick and Mirtilla, appear at the Window, the Flame behind ’em.
Prince. Help, help, and save Mirtilla! Ask any Price, my Life, my Fortune! All!
Mir. Oh, Heav’ns, the Flame pursues us as we fly.
Prince. No help! Oh Gods, I shall prevent the Flame, and perish by my Fears to see you die!
Mir. Alas! Sir, you with ease may save your Life! This Window you may leap, but I want Courage.
Prince. No, my Mirtilla, if it be thy Fate, I’ll grasp thee, ev’n in Flames, and die with thee.
Mir. We die! we die! the Flame takes hold of us.
Enter George with a Ladder, and puts it to the Window.
Prince. Ha! some pitying God takes care of us. Haste, haste, my Charmer; Heav’n has sent us Aid.
Puts her on the Ladder, she descends into George’s Arms; after her, the Prince. George puts her into Manage’s Arms, she faints; he runs up to receive the Prince.