_Ped._ He is sir I saw him at their setting off.
_Leo._ Must they needs Touch there for water as you say?
_Ped._ They must sir And for fresh meat too, few or none go by it. Beside so great a Fleet must needs want trimming If they have met with fowl seas, and no harbor On this side _Spain_, is able without danger To moore 'em, but that haven.
_Ped._ Good regard With all; which quickly will prefer him.
_Leo._ Pray Sir tell me, And as you are a Gentleman be liberal.
_Ped._ None but things like himself; young Souldiers And Gentlemen desirous to seek honor.
_Leo._ Was there no woman there, nor none disguis'd That might be thought a woman in his language? Did he not let slip something of suspition Touching that wanton way.
_Ped._ Believe me Sir I neither saw, nor could suspect that face That might be doubted womans, yet I am sure Aboard him I see all that past, and 'tis impossible Among so many high set bloods there should be A woman, let her close her self within a cockle, But they would open her, he must not love Within that place alone, and therefore surely He would not be so foolish had he any, To trust her there; for his discourse, 'twas ever About his business, war, or mirth to make us Relish a Can of Wine well; when he spoke private 'Twas only the remembrance of his service, And hope of your good prayers for his health Sir, And so I gave him to the seas.
_Leo._ I thank ye, And now am satisfied, and to prevent Suspitions that may nourish dangers Signior, For I have told you how the mad _Alphonso_ Chafes like a Stag i'th toyl, and bends his fury 'Gainst all but his own ignorance; I am determin'd For peace sake and the preservation Of my yet untoucht honor, and his cure My self to seek him there, and bring him back As testimony of an unsought injury By either of our actions; That the world, And he if he have reason, may see plainly Opinion is no perfect guide; nor all fames Founders of truths: In the mean time this courtesie I must intreat of you Sir, Be my self here And as my self command my family.
_Leo._ 'Tis my love Sir, I will not be long from ye; if this question Chance to be call'd upon ere my return I leave your care to answer; so Farewell Sir.
_Ped._ Ye take a wise way; All my best endeavors Shall labor in your absence; peace go with ye. [_Exit Le[o]._ A noble honest Gentleman, free hearted And of an open faith, much loving, and much loved, And father of that goodness only malice Can truly stir against, what dare befall Till his return I'll answer. [_Exit Ped._