SCENE V.

Sayl. Aboard, aboard, the wind stands fair. Mich. These call for Passengers, I'll stay and see What men they take aboard. Fran. A Boat, a Boat, a Boat. Sayl. Away then. Fran. Whither are ye bound, Friends? Sayl. Down to the Straits. Mich. Ha! 'tis not much unlike him. Fran. May I have passage for my money? Sayl. And welcome too. Mich. 'Tis he, I know 'tis he now. Fran. Then merrily aboard, and noble friend, Heavens goodness keep thee ever, and all vertue Dwell in thy bosome, Cellide, my last tears I leave behind me thus, a sacrifice, For I dare stay no longer to betray ye. Mich. Be not so quick, Sir; Saylers I here charge ye By virtue of this Warrant, as you will answer it, For both your Ship and Merchant I know perfectly, Lay hold upon this fellow. Fran. Fellow? Mich. I, Sir. Sayl. No hand to Sword, Sir, we shall master ye, Fetch out the manacles. Fran. I do obey ye; But I beseech you, Sir, inform me truly How I am guilty. Mich. You have rob'd a Gentleman, One that you are bound to for your life and being; Money and horse unjustly ye took from him, And something of more note, but—for y'are a Gentleman. Fra. It shall be so, and here I'll end all miseries, Since friendship is so cruel, I confess it, And which is more, a hundred of these robberies: This Ring I stole too from him, and this Jewel, The first and last of all my wealth; forgive me My innocence and truth, for saying I stole 'em, And may they prove of value but to recompence The thousandth part of his love, and bread I have eaten; 'Pray see 'em render'd noble Sir, and so I yield me to your power. Mich. Guard him to th' water, I charge you, Saylers, there I will receive him, And back convey him to a Justice. Sayl. Come, Sir, Look to your neck, you are like to sail i'th' air now. [Exeunt.