l._ You know not your own value, that entreat.

_Ger._ So proud a fiend as _Wolfort_.

_Wol._ For so lost
A thing as _Florez_.

_Flo._ And that would be so
Rather than she should stoop again to thee;
There is no death, but's sweeter than all life,
When _Wolfort_ is to give it: O my _Gertrude_,
It is not that, nor Princedom that I goe from,
It is from thee, that loss includeth all.

_Wol._ I, if my young Prince knew his loss, he would say so,
Which that he yet may chew on, I will tell him
This is no _Gertrude_, nor no _Hemskirks_ Niece,
Nor _Vandunks_ Daughter: this is _Bertha_, _Bertha_,
The heir of _Brabant_, she that caus'd the war,
Whom I did steal, during my treaty there,
In your minority, to raise my self;
I then fore-seeing 'twould beget a quarel,
That, a necessity of my employment,
The same employment, make me master of strength,
That strength, the Lord of _Flanders_, so of _Brabant_,
By marrying her: which had not been to doe Sir,
She come of years, but that the expectation
First of her Fathers death, retarded it,
And since the standing out of _Bruges_, where
_Hemskirk_ had hid her, till she was near lost:
But Sir, we have recover'd her: your Merchantship
May break, for this was one of your best bottoms
I think.

_Ger._ Insolent Devil!

_Enter_ Hubert, with Jaqueline, Ginks,
_and_ Costin.

_Wol._ Who are these, _Hemskirk_?

_Hem._ More, more, Sir.

_Flo._ How they triumph in their treachery!

_Hem._ Lord _Arnold_ of _Benthusin_, this Lord _Costin_,
This _Jaqueline_ the sister unto _Florez_.

_Wol._ All found? why here's brave game, this was sport royall,
And puts me in thought of a new kind of death for 'em.
Hunts-man, your horn: first wind me _Florez_ fall,
Next _Gerrards_, then his Daughter _Jaquelins_,
Those rascals, they shall dye without their rights:
Hang 'em _Hemskirk_ on these trees; I'le take
The assay of these my self.

_Hub._ Not here my Lord,
Let 'em be broken up upon a scaffold,
'Twill shew the better when their arbour's made.

_Ger._ Wretch, art thou not content thou hast betrai'd us,
But mock us too?

_Ginks._ False _Hubert_, this is monstrous.

_Wol._ _Hubert_?

_Hem._ Who, this?

_Ger._ Yes this is _Hubert_, _Wolfort_,
I hope he has helpt himself to a tree.

_Wol._ The first,
The first of any, and most glad I have you Sir,
I let you goe before, but for a train;
Is't you have done this service?

_Hub._ As your Hunts-man,
But now as _Hubert_; save your selv