Enter Captain Middleton, and a Woman with him, all pale and weakly, and in tattered garments.
Tow. Captain Middleton, you are arrived in a good hour, to be partaker of my happiness, which is as great this day, as love and expectation can make it.
[Rising up to salute Middleton.
Mid. And may it long continue so!
Tow. But how happens it, that, setting out with us from England, you came not sooner hither.
Mid. It seems the winds favoured you with a quicker passage; you know I lost you in a storm on the other side of the Cape, with which disabled, I was forced to put into St Helen's isle; there 'twas my fortune to preserve the life of this our countrywoman; the rest let her relate.
Isab. Alas, she seems half-starved, unfit to make relations.
Van Her. How the devil came she off? I know her but too well, and fear she knows me too.
Tow. Pray, countrywoman, speak.
Eng Wom. Then thus in brief; in my dear husband's company, I parted from our sweet native isle: we to Lantore were bound, with letters from the States of Holland, gained for reparation of great damages sustained by us; when, by the insulting Dutch, our countrymen, against all show of right, were dispossessed, and naked sent away from that rich island, and from Poleroon.
Har. Sen. Woman, you speak with too much spleen; I must not hear my countrymen affronted.