Smith. Prince, the Great Spirit is the friend of the white men, and they have arts which the red men know not.
Prince. My brother, will you teach the red men?
Smith. I come to do it. My king is a king of a mighty nation; he is great and good: go, said he, go and make the red men wise and happy.
During the latter part of the dialogue, the Indians had crept in, still approaching till they had almost surrounded Smith. A burst of savage music. They seize and bear him off, the Prince in vain endeavouring to prevent it.
Prince. Hold! the white man is the brother of your prince; hold, coward warriors!
[He rushes out.
Scene V. Powhatan River, as the first scene.
Enter Larry.
Now do I begin to suspect, what, to be sure, I've been certain of a long time, that master Robin's a little bit of a big rogue. I just now observed him with my friend Walter's wife. Arrah! here they come. By your leave, fair dealing, I'll play the eavesdropper behind this tree.
[Retires behind a tree.