Du. Fear cannot make me shrink out of your fury, though you were greater than your name doth make you, I am one, and the opposer; if your swoln rage have ought in malice to inforce express it.
Ami. I seek thee not, nor shalt thou ever gain
That credit, which a blow from me wou'd give thee,
By my —— I more detest that fellow
Which took my part than thee, that he durst offer
To take my honor in his feeble armes,
And spend it in a drinking room; which way went he?
Lav. That way Sir, I wou'd you wou'd after; for I do fear we shall have some more scuffling.
Ami. [I]'ll follow him, and if my speed o'er take him, I shall ill thank him, for his forwardness. [Exit.
Lav. I am glad he's gone, for I doe not love to see a sword drawn in the hand of a man that lookes so furious, there's no jesting with edge tooles, how say you Captain?
Cap. I say 'tis better jesting than to be in earnest with them.
Enter Orleance.
Orl. How now? what's the difference? they say there have bin swords drawn, and in my quarrell: let me know that man, whose love is so sincere to spend his blood for my sake, I will bounteously requite him.
Lav. We were all of your side, but there he stands begun it.
Orl. What's thy name?