Flo. I guess they are in pursuit of Philocles.
Fla. When Lysimantes came with the queen's orders,
He refused to render up Candìope;
And, with some few brave friends he had about him,
Is forcing of his way through all the guards.
Flo. A gallant fellow!—I'll in, will you with me?— Hark! the noise comes this way!
Fla. I have a message from the queen to Lysimantes.— I hope I may be safe among the soldiers.
Flo. Oh, very safe!—Perhaps some honest fellow in the tumult may take pity of thy maidenhead, or so.—Adieu! [Exit FLO.
Page. The noise comes nearer, madam.
Fla. I am glad on't.—This message gives me the opportunity of speaking privately with Lysimantes.
Enter PHILOCLES and CANDIOPE, with three Friends, pursued by LYSIMANTES, and Soldiers.
Lys. What is it renders you thus obstinate? You have no hope of flight, and to resist is full as vain.
Phil. I'll die rather than yield her up.