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38 Cal.If I say I will not, he will kill me; I do see't writ In his looks; and should I say I will, He'll run and tell the king. I do not shune Your friendship, dear Melantius, But this Cause is weighty; give me but an Hour to think.

Mel.Take itI know this goes unto the King, But I am arm'd.

Cal.Methinks I feel my self But twenty now again; this fighting Fool Wants Policy; I shall revenge my Girl, And make her red again; I pray, my Legs Will last that Pace that I will carry them, I shall want Breath before I find the King.

Evad.Save you, sweet Brother.

Mel.In my blunt eye, methinks, you look, Evadne.

Evad.Come, you will make me blush.

Mel.I would Evadne, I shall displease my ends else.

Evad.You shall, if you command me; I am bashful; Come, Sir, how do I look?

Mel.I would not have your Women hear me Break into Commendation of you, 'tis not seemly.

Evad.Go wait in the galleryNow speak.

Mel.I'll lock the door first.

Evad.Why?

Mel.I will not have your gilded Things that dance Choke up my Business In visitation with their Millan Skins,

Evad.You are strangely disposed, Sir.

Mel.Good madam, not to make you merry.

Evad.No, If you praise me 'twill make me sad.

Mel.Such a sad commendation I have for you.

Evad.Brother, the Court hath made you witty, And learn to Riddle.

Mel.I praise the Court for't; has it learn'd you nothing?

Evad.Me?

Mel.Ay, Evadne, thou art young and handsom, A lady of a sweet complexion, And such a flowing Carriage, that it cannot Chuse but inflame a Kingdom.

Evad.Gentle Brother!

Mel.'Tis yet in thy Remembrance, foolish Woman, To