Exeunt.
Scaena 3.
Enter Romont, Pontalier.
[A Street]
Pont. I was bound to seeke you, sir.
Rom. And had you found me
In any place, but in the streete, I should
Haue done,—not talk’d to you. Are you the Captaine?
The hopefull Pontalier? whom I haue seene
Doe in the field such seruice, as then made you [5]
Their enuy that commanded, here at home
To play the parasite to a gilded knaue,
And it may be the Pander.
Pont. Without this
I come to call you to account, for what
Is past already. I by your example [10]
Of thankfulnesse to the dead Generall
By whom you were rais’d, haue practis’d to be so
To my good Lord Nouall, by whom I liue;
Whose least disgrace that is, or may be offred,
With all the hazzard of my life and fortunes, [15]
I will make good on you, or any man,
That has a hand in’t; and since you allowe me
A Gentleman and a souldier, there’s no doubt
You will except against me. You shall meete
With a faire enemy, you vnderstand [20]
The right I looke for, and must haue.
Rom. I doe,
And with the next dayes sunne you shall heare from me.
Exeunt.