Hip. I'le make thee, I'le kiss thee well.
Arn. I am not sick of that sore.
Hip. Upon my Conscience, I must ravish thee, I shall be famous for the first example: With this I'le tye ye first, then try your strength Sir.
Arn. My strength? away base woman, I abhor thee. I am not caught with stales, disease dwell with thee. [Exit.
Hip. Are ye so quick? and have I lost my wishes? Hoe, Zabulon; my servants.
Enter Zabulon and Servants.
Zab. Call'd ye Madam?
Hip. Is all that beauty scorned, so many su'd for; So many Princes? by a stranger too? Must I endure this?
Zab. Where's the Gentleman?
Hip. Go presently, pursue the stranger, Zabulon.
He has broke from me, Jewels I have given him:
Charge him with theft: he has stoln my love, my freedome,
Draw him before the Governour, imprison him,
Why dost thou stay?