All three at once, I just had time to parry
Their thrusts, and draw a pistol, which till then
They had not seen, when—
Voices (within). Fly! Away! Away!
Enter Vicente.
Lope. What is the matter now?
Vic. Captain!
Lope. Well, speak.
Vic. We must be off; the lady’s retinue
Who fled have roused the soldiery, and with them