For her I'le die directly, but against her will never
hazard it.

_Asp_. You must be urg'd; I do not deal uncivilly with those that
Dare to fight; but such a one as you
Must be us'd thus.

[_She strikes him_.

_Amint_. Prethee youth take heed;
Thy Sister is a thing to me so much
Above mine honour, that I can endu[r]e
All this; good gods--a blow I can endure;
But stay not, lest thou draw a timely death upon thy
self.

_Asp_. Thou art some prating fellow,
One that hath studyed out a trick to talk
And move soft-hearted people; to be kickt,

[_She kicks him_.

Thus to be kickt--why should he be so slow
[_Aside_.
In giving me my death?

_Amint_. A man can bear
No more and keep his flesh; forgive me then;
I would endure yet if I could; now shew
The spirit thou pretendest, and understand
Thou hast no honour to live:

[_They fight_.

What dost thou mean? thou canst not fight:
The blows thou mak'st at me are quite besides;
And those I offer at thee, thou spread'st thine arms,
And tak'st upon thy breast, Alas! defenceless.

_Asp_. I have got enough,
And my desire; there's no place so fit for me to die
as here.

_Enter_ Evadne.

_Evad_. _Amintor_; I am loaden with events
That flie to make thee happy; I have joyes

[_Her hands bloody with a knife_.

That in a moment can call back thy wrongs,
And settle thee in thy free state again;
It is _Evadne_ still that follows thee, but not her
mischiefs.

_Amint_. Thou canst not fool me to believe agen;
But thou hast looks and things so full of news that
I am staid.

_Evad_. Noble _Amintor_, put off thy amaze;
Let thine eyes loose, and speak,