Man. Kill him, and force our way.
Rod. Is Manuel there? Hold up my arm, that I may make one thrust At him, before I die.
Gons. Since we must fall, We'll sell our lives as dearly as we can.
1 Serv. And we'll defend our master to the last. [Fight.
Enter Pirates, without their Captain.
1 Pirate. What's the meaning of this uproar?—Quarrelling Amongst yourselves at midnight?
2 Pirate. We are come in a fit time to decide the difference.
Man. Hold, gentlemen! we're equally concerned. [To RODORICK'S Servants. We for our own, you for your master's safety; If we join forces, we may then resist them, If not, both sides are ruined.
1 Serv. We agree.
Gons. Come o'er on our side then. [They join.