_Gons_. Madam, my boy's not yet returned.
_Jul_. No matter, we'll not stay for him.
_Gon_. Pray make not too much haste.
[_Exeunt JUL. and GONS_.
SCENE II.
_Enter DON RODORICK, and a Servant_.
_Rod_. Have you bespoke a vessel, as I bid you?
_Serv_. I have done better; for I have employed
Some, whom I know, this day to seize a ship;
Which they have done, clapping the men within her
All under hatches, with such speed and silence,
That, though she rides at anchor in the port
Among the rest, the change is not discovered.
_Rod_. Let my best goods and jewels be embarked
With secrecy: We'll put to sea this night.
Have you yet found my sister, or her woman?
_Serv_. Neither, sir; but in all probability
She is with Manuel.
_Rod_. Would God the meanest man in Alicant
Had Angelina, rather than Don Manuel!
I never can forgive, much less forget,
How he (the younger soldier) was preferred
To that command of horse, which was my due.
_Serv_. And, after that, by force disseized you of
Your quarters--
_Rod_. Should I meet him seven years hence
At the altar, I would kill him there:--I had
Forgot to tell you, the design we had,
To carry Julia by force away,
Will now be needless: she'll come to the rock
To see me; you, unseen, shall stand behind,
And carry her into the vessel.
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