itude from him I saved.

_Har. Jun._ This ring was mine; I should be loth to kill
The frank redeemer of my life.

_Tow._ I quit that obligation. But we lose time.
Come, ravisher! [_They fight again,_ TOW. _closes with_ HARM, _and
gets him down; as he is going to kill him, the_
FISC. _gets over him._

_Fisc._ Hold, and let him rise; for if you kill him,
At the same instant you die too.

_Tow._ Dog, do thy worst, for I would so be killed;
I'll carry his soul captive with me into the other world.
[_Stabs_ HARMAN.

_Har. Jun._ O mercy, mercy, heaven! [_Dies._

_Fisc._ Take this, then; in return.
[_As he is going to stab him,_ ISAB. _takes hold of his
hand._

_Isab._ Hold, hold; the weak may give some help.

_Tow._ [_Rising._] Now, sir, I am for you.

_Fisc._ [_Retiring._]
Hold, sir, there is no more resistance made.
I beg you, by the honour of your nation,
Do not pursue my life; I tender you my sword.
[_Holds his sword by the point to him._

_Tow._ Base beyond example of any country, but thy own!

_Isab._ Kill him, sweet love, or we shall both repent it.

_Fisc._ [_Kneeling to her._] Divinest beauty! Abstract of all that's
excellent in woman, can you be friend to murder?

_Isab._ 'Tis none to kill a villain, and a Dutchman.

_Fisc._ [_Kneeling to_ TOWERSON.] Noble Englishman, give me my life,
unworthy of your taking! By all that is good and holy here I swear,
before the governor to plead your cause; and to declare his son's
detested crime, so to secure your lives.

_Tow._ Rise, take thy life, though I can scarce believe thee;
If for a coward it be possible, become an honest man.

_Enter_ HARMAN _Senior,_ VAN HERRING, BEAMONT, COLLINS, JULIA, _the
Governors Guard._

_Fisc._ [_To_ HAR.]
Oh, sir, you come in time to rescue me;
The greatest villain, who this day draws breath,
Stands here before your eyes: behold your son,
That worthy, sweet, unfortunate young man,
Lies there, the last cold breath yet hovering
Betwixt his trembling lips.

_Tow._ Oh, monster of ingratitude!

_Har._ Oh, my unfortunate old age, whose prop
And only staff is gone, dead ere I die!
These should have been his tears, and I have been
That body to be mourned.

_Beam._ I am so much amazed, I scarce believe my senses.

_Fisc._ And will y