Hip. O here, take my sword, sir.
Amid. He shall have mine.
[Both give their swords to GONSALVO.
Enter MANUEL.
Man. Think not of death. We'll live and conquer.
[They beat them off.
Man. These fellows, though beat off, will strait return With more; we must make haste to save ourselves.
Hip. 'Tis far to the town, And, ere you reach it, you will be discovered.
Gons. My life's a burden to me, were not Julia's Concerned; but, as it is, she, being present, Will be found accessary to his death.
Man. See where a vessel lies, not far from shore;
And near at hand a boat belonging to her;
Let's haste aboard, and what with prayers and gifts
Buy our concealment there:—Come, Julia.