Cur. In a wood I think, hang me if I know else.
And yet I have ridden all these coasts, at all hours,
And had an aim.
Seb. I would we had a guide.
Cur. And if I be not much awry Seberto,
Not far off should be Roderigo's quarter,
For in this fastness if I be not cozen'd,
He and his out-laws live.
Seb. This is the place then
Enter Alinda.
We appointed him to meet in.
Cur. Yes, I think so.
Seb. Would we could meet some living thing: what's that there?
Cur. A boy, I think, stay; why may not he direct us?
Alin. I am hungry, and I am weary, and I cannot find him.
Keep my wits Heaven, I feel 'em wavering,
O God my head.