Ray. So they profess'd.
Cro. They may prove such men as may save your lives,
And so much I am taken with fair hope,
That I will hazard life to be resolv'd on't:
How came you hither?
Ray. My ship lies by the Rivers mouth,
That can convey ye to these wretched men,
Which you desire to see.
Cro. Back to your prisons,
And pray for the success: if they be those
Which I desire to find, you are safe;
If not, prepare to die to morrow:
For the world cannot redeem ye.
Alb. However, we are arm'd
For either fortune. [Exit.
Tib. What must become of me now
That I am not dismiss'd?
Cro. Oh Sir, I purpose
To have your company.
Ti. Take heed wicked woman,
I am apt to mischief now.
Cro. You cannot be so unkind,
To her that gives you liberty.
Ti. No, I shall be too kind, that's the devil on't;
I have had store of good wine: and when I am drunk,
Joan is a Lady to me, and I shall
Lay about me like a Lord: I feel strange motions:
Avoid me temptation.