ink it were not hard Sir, for a Knave.

_Cal_. Such as you are.

_King_. I' faith 'twere easie, it becomes us well
To get plain dealing men about our selves,
Such as you all are here: _Amintor_, to thee
And to thy fair _Evadne_.

_Mel_. Have you thought of this _Calianax_?

[_Aside_.

_Cal_. Yes marry have I.

_Mel_. And what's your resolution?

_Cal_. Ye shall have it soundly?

_King_. Reach to _Amintor_, _Strato_.

_Amin_. Here my love,
This Wine will do thee wrong, for it will set
Blushes upon thy cheeks, and till thou dost a
fault, 'twere pity.

_King_. Yet I wonder much
Of the strange desperation of these men,
That dare attempt such acts here in our State;
He could not escape that did it.

_Mel_. Were he known, unpossible.

_King_. It would be known, _Melantius_.

_Mel_. It ought to be, if he got then away
He must wear all our lives upon his sword,
He need not fly the Island, he must leave no one alive.

_King_. No, I should think no man
Could kill me and scape clear, but that old man.

_Cal_. But I! heaven bless me: I, should I my Liege?

_King_. I do not think thou wouldst, but yet thou might'st,
For thou hast in thy hands the means to scape,
By keeping of the Fort; he has, _Melantius_, and he has
kept it well.

_Mel_. From cobwebs Sir,
'Tis clean swept: I can find no other Art
In keeping of it now, 'twas ne're besieg'd since he
commanded.

_Cal_. I shall be sure of your good word,
But I have kept it safe from such as you.

_Mel_. Keep your ill temper in,
I speak no malice; had my brother kept it I should ha'
said as much.

_King_. You are not merry, brother; drink wine,
Sit you all still! _Calianax_, [_Aside_.
I cannot trust thus: I have thrown out words
That would have fetcht warm blood upon the cheeks
Of guilty men, and he is never mov'd, he knows
no such thing.

_Cal_