hat can merit nothing
But your Repentance.

Michael Perez:

It must needs be excellent.

Estifania:

And with what honesty you ask it of me,
When I am gone let your man follow me,
And view what house I enter, thither come,
For there I dare be bold to appear open:
And as I like your vertuous carriage then,

[Enter _Juan_, _Clara_, a Servant.]

I shall be able to give welcome to you;
She hath done her business, I must take my leave, Sir.

Michael Perez:

I'll kiss your fair white hand and thank you, Lady.
My man shall wait, and I shall be your Servant;
Sirrah, come near, hark.

Servant:

I shall do it faithfully.
[Exit.

Juan de Castro:

You will command me no more services?

Clara:

To be careful of your noble health, dear Sir,
That I may ever honour you.

Juan de Castro:

I thank you,
And kiss your hands, wait on the Ladies down there.

[Exeunt Ladies, and Servants.

Michael Perez:

You had the honour to see the face that came to you?

Juan de Castro:

And 'twas a fair one; what was yours, _Don Michael_?

Michael Perez:

Mine was i'th' clipse, and had a Cloud drawn over it.
But I believe well, and I hope 'tis handsome,
She had a hand would stir a holy Hermite.

Juan de Castro:

You know none of 'em?

Michael Perez:

No.

Juan de Castro:

Then I do, Captain,
174] But I'll say nothing till I see the proof on't,
Sit close _Don Perez_, or your Worship's caught.
I fear a Flye.

Michael Perez:

Were those she brought Love-Letters?

Juan de Castro:

A Packet to a Kinsman now in _Flanders_,
Yours was very modest methought.

Michael Perez:

Some young unmanag'd thing,
But I may live to see--

Juan de Castro:

'Tis worth experience,
Let's walk abroad and view our Companies.

[Exeunt.

[Enter _Sanchio_, and _Alonzo_.]

Sanchio:

What, are you for the Wars, _Alonzo_?

Alonzo:

It may be I,
It may be no, e'n as the humour takes me.
If I find peace amongst the female Creatures,
And easie entertainment, I'll stay at home,