PIPER
Mine?
MICHAEL
[furiously]
Thine?—So was it? All a trap? Cock's blood!
Thine, thine!—And thou hast piped her wits away.
Thine!
PIPER [holding her off] No, not mine!
BARBARA
[to him]
Why did you steal me hence?
When did you love me?—Was it on first sight?
PIPER [confounded] I, love thee?
MICHAEL
—Knave! thief! liar!
PIPER
—Give me breath.
[Holds off BARBARA gently.]
BARBARA
Where are you taking me?
PIPER
I? Taking thee?
MICHAEL [to her] He shall not steal thee!