Eun. It shall be Madam,
And so I wish you happiness.
Luci. I thank you— [Exeunt.
SCENE [III]. [Tumult & noise within.
Enter Æcius, pursuing Pontius, the Captain, and Maximus, following.
Max. Temper your self Æcius.
Pon. Hold my Lord,
I am a Roman, and a Souldier.
Max. Pray Sir.
Æci. Thou art a lying Villain, and a Traytor;
Give me my self, or by the Gods my friend
You'l make me dangerous; how dar'st thou pluck
The Souldiers to sedition, and I living,
And sow Rebellion in 'em, and even then
When I am drawing out to action?
Pon. Hear me.
Max. Are ye a man?