Ser. Sir, the key is broken in the garden-door, and the door locked, so that of necessity they must be in the garden yet.
Alon. Disperse yourselves, some into the wilderness, some into the alleys, and some into the parterre: You, Diego, go try to get out the key, and run to the corrigidor for his assistance: In the mean time, I'll search the garden-house myself.
[Exeunt all the servants but one.
Mask. I'll be unbetted again, if you please, sir, and leave you all the honour of it.
[To Bellamy aside.
Alon. Come, cavalier, let us in together.
Bel. [holding him.] Hold, sir, for the love of heaven! you are not mad?
Alon. We must leave no place unsearched. A light there.
Bel. Hold, I say! do you know what you are undertaking? And have you armed yourself with resolution for such an adventure?
Alon. What adventure?
Bel. A word in private—The place you would go into is full of enchantments; there are at this time, for aught I know, a legion of spirits in it.
Alon. You confound me with wonder, sir!