Portion, what wou'd you more?
[Aside to the _Guar._
Look ye, Sir. [Pulls off their Disguise.

_Blunt._ _Hunt!_

_Feth._ _Shift!_ We are betray'd: all will out to the Captain.

_Will._ He shall know no more of it than he does already for me,
Gentlemen.
[Pulls off his Disguise.

_Blunt._ _Willmore!_

_Feth._ Ay, ay,'tis he.

_Blunt._ Draw, Sir-- you know me--

_Will._ --For one that 'tis impossible to cozen.
[All laugh.

_Beau._ Have a care, Sir, we are all for the Captain.

_Feth._ As for that, Sir, we fear ye not, d'ye see, were you _Hercules_
and all his Myrmidons.
[Draws, but gets behind.

_Will._ Fools, put up your Swords, Fools, and do not publish the Jest;
your Money you shall have again, on condition you never pretend to be
wiser than your other Men, but modestly believe you may be cozen'd as
well as your Neighbours.
[The _Guardian_ talking with _Hunt_ and _Shift_ and _Giant_ this
while.

_Feth._ La you, _Ned_, why shou'd Friends fall out?

_Blunt._ Cozen'd! it may be not, Sir; for look ye, Sir, the _Essex_
Fool, the cozen'd dull Rogue can shew Moveables or so-- nay, they are
right too--
[Shews his Jewels.
This is no _Naples_ Adventure, Gentlemen, no Copper Chains; all
substantial Diamonds, Pearls and Rubies--
[_Will._ takes the Casket, and looks in it.

_La Nu._ Hah, do not I know that Casket, and those Jewels!

_Feth._ How the Pox came this Rogue by these?

_Will._ Hum, _Edward_, I confess you have redeem'd your Reputation, and
shall hereafter pass for a Wit-- by what good fortune came you by this
Treasure?-- what Lady--

_Blunt._ Lady, Sir! alas no, I'm a Fool, a Country Fop, an Ass, I; but
that you may perceive your selves mistaken, Gentlemen, this is but an
earnest of what's to come, a small token of remembrance, or so-- and yet
I have no Charms, I; the fine Captain has all the Wit and Beauty-- but
thou'rt my Friend, and I'll impart.
[Brings out _Petronella_ veil'd.

Enter _Aurelia_ and _Sancho_.

_Aur._ Hither we trac'd her, and see she's yonder.

_San._ Sir, in the King's Name lay hold of this old Cheat, she has this
Night robb'd our _Patrona_ of a hundred thousand Crowns in Money and
Jewels.

_Blunt._ Hah! [Gets from her.

_La Nu._ You are mistaken, Friend _Sancho_, she only seiz'd 'em for my
use, and has deliver'd 'em in trust to my Friend the Captain.

_Pet._ Hah, _La Nuche_!

_Blunt._ How! cozen'd again!

_Will._ Look