Cast. Why do you look so ghastly?
Gab. Peace; no harm, Deer.
Enter Lavall.
Lav. There, take my cloak and sword: Where is this Banquet?
Mar. In the next room.
Casta. How came he here? Heaven bless me.
Lav. Give me some Wine wench; fill it full, and sprightly.
Gab. Sit still, and be not fearful.
Lav. Till my veins swell,
And my strong sinews stretch like that brave Centaur,
That at the Table snatch'd the Bride away
In spight of Hercules.
Casta. I am betraid.