Out.
Come, come, be patient; we must bring you to our Captain.

Sil.
A thousand more mischances, than this one,
Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

2 Out.
Come, bring her away.

1 Out.
Where is the gentleman, that was with her?

3 Out.
Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us;
But Moyses and Valerius follow him.
Go thou with her to th'west end of the wood,
There is our captain: follow him, that's fled.
The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape.

1 Out.
Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave,
Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,
And will not use a woman lawlessly.

Sil.
O Valentine! this I endure for thee. [Exeunt.

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