SCENA III.
_Enter_ Octavi[o], Jacinta, [Ascanio].
_Oct_.
This is the place, but why we are appointed By _Don Jamie_ to stay here, is a depth I cannot sound.
_Asc_.
Believ't he is too noble To purpose any thing but for our good.
Had I assurance of a thousand lives, And with them perpetuitie of pleasure, And should lose all, if he prov'd only false, Yet I durst run the hazard.
_Jac_.
'Tis our comfort, We cannot be more wretched than we are, And death concludes all misery.
_Oct_.
Undiscovered
_Enter_ Henrique, Jamie.
We must attend him.
_Asc_.
Our stay is not long.
With him _Don Henrique_?
_Jac_.
Now I fear; Be silent.
_Hen_.
Why dost thou follow me?
_Jam_.
To save your life, A plot is laid for't, all my wrongs forgot, I have a Brothers Love.
_Hen_.
But thy false self I fear no enemy.
_Jam_.
You have no friend, But what breathes in me: If you move a step Beyond this ground you tread on, you are lost.
_Hen_.
'Tis by thy practice then: I am sent hither To meet her, that prefers my life and safetie Before her own.
_Jam_.
That you should be abus'd thus With weak credulitie! She for whose sake You have forgot we had one noble Father, Or that one Mother bare us, for whose love You brake a contract to which heaven was witness, To satisfie whose pride and wilfull humour You have expos'd a sweet and hopefull Son To all the miseries that want can bring him, And such a Son, though you are most obdurate, To give whom entertainment Savages Would quit their Caves themselves, to keep him from Bleak cold and hunger: This dissembling woman, This Idol, whom you worship, all your love And service trod under her feet, designs you To fill a grave, or dead to lye a prey For Wolves and Vulturs.
_Hen_.
'Tis false; I defie thee, And stand upon my Guard.
_Enter_ Leandro, Milanes, Arsenio, Bart, Lopez, Diego, Octavio, Jacinta, Ascanio, _and_ Servants.
_Jam_.
Alas, 'tis weak: Come on, since you will teach me to be cruel, By having no faith in me, take your fortune, Bring the rest forth, and bind them fast.
_Oct_.
My Lord.
_Asc_.
In what have we offended?
_Jam_.
I am deaf, And following my will, I do not stand Accomptable to reason: See her Ring (The first pledge of your love, and service to her) Deliver'd as a Warrant for your death: These Bags of gold you gave up to her trust, (The use of which you did deny your self) Bestow'd on me, and with a prodigal hand, Whom she pick'd forth to be the Architect Of her most bloudy building; and to fee These Instruments, to bring Materials To raise it up, she bad me spare no cost, And (as a surplusage) offer'd her self To be at my devotion.
_Hen_.
O accurs'd!
_Jam_.
But be incredulous still; think this my plot; Fashion excuses to your self, and swear That she is innocent, that she doats on ye; Believe this, as a fearfull Dream, and that You lie not at my mercy, which in this I will shew only: She her self shall give The dreadfull Sentence, to remove all scruple Who 'tis that sends you to the other world.
_Enter Violante_.
Appears my _Violante_? speak (my dearest) Do's not the object please you?
_Viol_.
More than if All treasure that's above the earth, with that, That lyes conceal'd in both the Indian Mines, Were laid down at my feet: O bold _Jamy_, Thou only canst deserve me.
_Jam_.