Come, Captain, this worthy gentleman's health. [_Tweaks the First_ BRAVO _by the Nose; he roars_.
But now, where--where's my dear deliverer, my boy, my charming boy?
_1 Bra._ I hope some of our crew below stairs have dispatched him.
_Y. Mir._ Villain, what say'st thou? dispatched! I'll have ye all tortured, racked, torn to pieces alive, if you have touched my boy.--Here, page! page! page! [_Runs out._
_Dur._ Here, gentlemen, be sure you secure those fellows.
_1 Bra._ Yes, sir, we know you, and your guard will be very civil to us.
_Dur._ Take them to justice. [_The_ GUARDS _carry off the_ BRAVOES.] Now for you, madam;----He! he! he! I'm so pleased to think that I shall be revenged of one woman, before I die.--Well, Mrs. Snap Dragon, which of these honourable gentlemen is so happy to call you wife?
_1 Bra._ Sir, she should have been mine to-night, 'cause Sampre, here, had her last night.--Sir, she's very true to us all four.
_Enter_ OLD MIRABEL, DUGARD, _and_ BISARRE.
_Old Mir._ Robin! Robin!--Where's Bob? where's my boy!--What, is this the lady? a pretty creature, 'faith!--Harkye, child, because my son was so civil as to oblige you with a coach, I'll treat you with a cart, indeed I will.
_Dug._ Ay, madam, and you shall have a swinging equipage, three or four thousand footmen at your heels, at least.
_Dur._ Monster! ay, you're all a little monstrous, let me tell you.
_Old Mir._ Ah, my dear Bob! art thou safe, man?
_Y. Mir._ No, no, sir, I am ruined: the saver of my life is lost!
_Old Mir._ No, he came and brought us the news.
Ha! [_Runs and embraces her._] My dear preserver! what shall I do to recompense your trust?--Father, friends, gentlemen, behold the youth, that has relieved me from the most ignominious death!--Command me, child; before you all--before my late, so kind, indulgent stars, I swear to grant whate'er you ask.
_Oriana._ To the same stars, indulgent now to me, I will appeal, as to the justice of my claim: I shall demand but what was mine before--the just performance of your contract to Oriana. [_Discovering herself._
_Oriana._ In this disguise I resolved to follow you abroad, counterfeited that letter, that brought me into your service; and so, by this strange turn of fate, I became the instrument of your preservation; few common servants would have had such cunning; my love inspired me with the meaning of your message, because my concern for your safety made me suspect your company.