Will strike them, knaves, in plenty out of you.
(Confusion and Melée, in which Gil and Manuel escape.)
ACT III
Scene I.—On a Mountain by Salvatierra.
Enter Gil Perez, Manuel, Isabel, and Juana.
Gil. This mountain then, upon whose wrinkled edge
The weary moon reclines, must be our fort;
Where, in some green and shady spot of it,
(Hung round with savage, inaccessible rocks,)