Enter Neanthes and Page.
And crav'd your pardon? you must challenge him,
There's no avoiding: one or both must drop.
On. Exquisite Tutor.
Nean. Crates, I have sought you long, what make you here
Fooling with these three farthings, while the Town
Is all in uproar, and the Prince our Master
(Seis'd by Leonidas, and Agenor) carried
And Prisoner kept i'the Castle, flanckes
The west part of the City, where they vow
To hold him, till your Brother, Lord Euphanes
Be rendr'd to 'em, with his life to satisfie
The Rape, by him suspected to Merione?
The Queen refuses to deliver him,
Pawning her knowledge for his innocency,
And dares 'em do their worst on Prince Theanor,
The whole State's in combustion.
Cra. Fatall Ring.
Unc. What will become of us?
Nea. And she hath given Commission to Euphanes
And Conon (who have leavied men already)
With violence to surprize the Towre, and take 'em.
What will you do?
Cra. Along wi'ye, and prevent
A farther mischief: Gentlemen, our intents
We must defer: you are the Princes followers.
Nea. Will ye walk with us?
Unc. You shall pardon us.