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How all things passed, according to her promise.

_A door opens,--Enter_ ANGELINA _in boy's clothes_.
LEONORA _behind at the door_.

_Leon_. I had forgot to tell him of this habit
She has put on; but sure he'll know her in it.

[_Aside_.

_Man_. Who goes there?

_Ang_. 'Tis Don Manuel's voice; I must run back:
The door shut on me?--Leonora! where?--Does
she not follow me? I am betrayed.

_Man_. What are you?

_Ang_. A poor boy.

_Man_. Do you belong to Rodorick?

_Ang_. Yes, I do.

_Man_. Here's money for you; tell me where's his
sister?

_Ang_. Just now I met her coming down the stairs,
Which lead into the garden.

_Man_. 'Tis well; leave me
In silence.

_Ang_. With all my heart; was ever such a 'scape?
[_Exit running_.

_Man_. She cannot now be long; sure by the moons shine
I shall discover her:

_Enter_ RODORICK _and_ JULIA.

This must be she; I'll seize her.

_Jul_. Help me, Roderick.

_Rod_. Unhand the lady, villain.

_Man_. Roderick!
I'm glad we meet alone; now is the time
To end our difference.

_Rod_. I cannot stay.

_Man_. You must.

_Rod_. I will not.

_Man_. 'Tis base to injure any man; but yet
Tis far more base, once done, not to defend it.

_Rod_. Is this an hour, for valiant men to fight?
They love the sun should witness what they do;
Cowards have courage, when they see not death;
And fearful hares, that sculk in forms all day,
Yet fight their feeble quarrels by the moonlight.

_Man_. No; light and darkness are but poor distinctions
Of such, whose courage comes by fits and starts.

_Rod_. Thou urgest me above my patience;
This minute of my life was not my own,
But hers, I love beyond it. [_They draw, and fight_.

_Jul_. Help, help! none hear me!
Heaven, I think, is deaf too:
O Roderick! O brother!

_Enter_ GONSALVO, _and_ HIPPOLITO.

_Jul_. Whoe'er you are, if you have honour, part
them! [MANUEL _stumbles, and falls_.

_Gons_. Hold, sir, you are too cruel; he, that kills
At such advantage, fears to fight again.

[_Holds_ RODORICK.

_Man_. Cavalier, I may live to thank you for this
favour. [_Rises_.

_Rod_. I will not quit you so.

_Man_. I'll breathe, and then--

_Jul_. Is there no way to save their lives?

_Hip_. Run out of sight,
If 'tis concerning you they quarrel.

[JULIA _retires to a corner_.

_Hip_. Help, help, as you are cavaliers; the lady.
For whom you thus contend, is seized by some
Night-robbing villains.

_All_. Which way