Ros.Of the ships
One returned home with news that thine was sunk.
Was not that true?
Man.Ay, ay,
Ros.How didst thou ’scape?
Man. I took my only chance, leapt overboard
And swam to the enemy. By heavenly fortune
The ship that ran us down was Raymond’s, he
Who served so long with us. I had left my foes
To find old friends: and when the fight was o’er,