Enter Orderly.
Have the regiment to the market-place directly under arms, I’ll see if I’m to have my prisoner or not.
[Exit.
Cres. And I—Hark ye!
[Exit, whispering to a Constable.
Scene V.—Before the Prison in Zalamea. A Street in the centre.
Enter on one side Don Lope with Troops; at the other, before the Prison, Labourers, Constables, etc. armed: and afterward, Crespo.
Lope. Soldiers, there is the prison where your captain lies. If he be not given up instantly at my last asking, set fire to the prison; and, if further resistance be made, to the whole town.
Cres. Friends and fellow-townsmen, there is the prison where lies a rascal capitally convicted—