Fam. Where, where am I?
Mas. In hell,
Sweetheart.
Fam. Who are you, Masio? You are not
As these that suffer speechless.
Mas. Pinch the difference!
A little learning, and a few opinions
That brought me here.
Fam. [Moving aside with him] What did you do?
Mas. I spoke
The truth too near the ear of Cordiaz,
And there's no greater crime.
Fam. You are a prisoner?
But you're not guarded.
Mas. No, they leave me free,
In hope I'll run. Then they will shoot me down.
And you—what brought you here? Ten pesos
Could never buy you—nor a hundred either.
Fam. I mean to lead these men to join Bolderez:
Mas. What! Lead them out?