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zo_, and parts them. _Alon._ How now, what's here to do! _Marcel_? _Mar._ _Alonzo_! the only Man I wish to shun. _Silv._ I'm glad, who e'er thou be'st thou hast prevented us. _Alon._ Thou hast more Wit than he, then I find: Your Quarrel, Sir, may a Man have leave to enquire into't? _Mar._ This is that _Silvio_, that noble Youth my Brother, whom thou hast often heard me name. _Alon._ An excellent Character for an Enemy, Noble, and Brother: For shame put up your Swords, and I'll be Judge between ye. _Mar._ The Case is soon decided; I will not tell you with how tedious a Courtship I won the Heart, as I thought, of a young Beauty of this Town-- and yesterday receiv'd a Billet from her, to wait on her at night, to receive the recompence of all my Pains and Sufferings-- In this extasy of Joy I show'd him the Paper; and he getting thither before me, rob'd me of my Prize. _Silv._ I am so pleas'd at this mistake of thine, I can forgive it freely. _Mar._ Not content with this, most treacherously, hid in the shades of Night, he met me in the Hall of this false Woman, and stab'd me, which did secure his flight with her; and wouldst thou have me put this Injury up? _Alon._ Faith, you must, and your Sword too, Unless you mean to keep it drawn on me. 'Twas I that wounded you i' th' dark; and it was I That rob'd you of _Clarinda_. _Mar._ Thou? _Alon._ I, am I so unlikely a Man to do such a feat? _Mar._ How dare you, Sir, do this? _Alon._ I dare do any thing, but break my Word, as thou hast basely done with me-- But I am now in haste, and should be glad to know where to meet you anon. _Mar._ I'll wait on you at the farther side of this Grove by the River. _Alon._ I will not fail you-- [Ex. _Alonzo_. _Mar._ Come, Sir, till I can better prove you are my Rival, I will believe you are my Friend and Brother. _Silv._ When thou shalt know my miserable Story, Thou wilt believe and pity me. [Go out. Enter again _Hippolyta_ from out of the Wood. _Hip._ I wonder this Cavalier stays so long, Pray Heaven he meet _Antonio_. Enter _Alonzo_. Your Servant, Sir. _Alon._ The Cavalier to whom you sent me, Sir, Will wait upon you here. _Hip._ I humbly thank you, Sir, and should be glad to know how I might pay my Gratitude. _Alon._ My Duty ends not here; I have a Sword to serve you. _Hip._ You shame me with this Generosity; but, Sir, I hope my own will be sufficient in so go
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