Phi. Which way go you Sir?
Ped. Home.
Phi. And I for Sivil: pray you Sir; say not
That you saw me, if you shall meet the question,
I have some little business.
Ped. Were it less Sir.
It shall not become me, to lose the caution:
Shall we breakfast together?
Phi. I'll come to you Sir:
Sister you hear this: I believe your fortune
Begins to be propitious to you: we will hire
Mules of mine Host here: if we can, himself
To be our guide, and straight to Barcelona,
This was as happy news, as unexpected
Stay you till I rid him away.
Theo. I will. [Exeunt.
Actus Secundus. Scæna Prima.
Enter Alphonso and a Servant.
Alph. Knock at the door.