Chekitan.
He still is maz'd, and knows not whom he's with
Torax.
Yes, you are Chekitan, and that's Monelia.
[Pointing to the corpse.
[Pointing to his head.
Tenesco.
The English 'twas beset you; Philip ran
For your Assistance, and himself is wounded.
Torax.
He may be wounded, but he wounded me;
No Englishman was there, he was alone.
I dare confront him with his Villainy:
Depend upon 't, he's treacherous, false, and bloody.