Math. This is the place, now Abigail shall see Whether Mathias holds her dear or no.
Enter Lodowick. [79]
What, dares the villain write in such base terms? [Reading a letter.
Lod. I did it; and revenge it if thou dar'st. [They fight.
Enter Barabas, above. [80]
Bar. O! bravely fought; and yet they thrust not home. Now, Lodowick! now, Mathias! So—— [Both fall. So now they have showed themselves to be tall [81] fellows. [Cries within.] Part 'em, part 'em. Bar. I, part 'em now they are dead. Farewell, farewell. [Exit.
Enter Governor and Mathias's Mother.
Gov. What sight is this?—my Lodowick [82] slain!10 These arms of mine shall be thy sepulchre. [83]
Mother. Who is this? my son Mathias slain!
Gov. O Lodowick! had'st thou perished by the Turk, Wretched Ferneze might have 'venged thy death.