First Out.
Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger.

Sec. Out.
If there be ten, shrink ^note not, but down with 'em. Enter Valentine and Speed.

Third Out.
Stand sir, and throw us that you have about ye:
If not, we'll make you sit ^note, and rifle you.

Speed.
Sir ^note, we are undone; these are the villains
That all the travellers do ^note fear so much.

Val.
My friends,—

First Out.
That's not so, sir: we are your enemies.

Sec. Out.
Peace! ^note we'll hear him.

Third Out.
Ay, by my beard, will we, for he's a proper man.

Val.
Then know that I have little wealth ^note to lose:
A man I am cross'd with adversity;
My riches are these poor habiliments,
Of which if you should here disfurnish me,
You take the sum and substance that I have.

Sec. Out.
Whither travel you?

Val.
To Verona.

First Out.
Whence ^note came you?

Val.
From Milan.

Third Out.
Have you long sojourned there?

Val.
Some sixteen months, and longer might have stay'd,

If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.

First Out.
What, were you banish'd thence?

Val.
I was.

Sec. Out.
For what offence?

Val.
For that which now torments me to rehearse:
I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent;
But yet I slew him manfully in fight,
Without false vantage or base treachery.

First Out.
Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so.
But were you banish'd for so small a fault?

Val.
I was, and held me glad of such a doom.

Sec. Out.
Have you the tongues?

Val.
My youthful travel therein made me happy,
Or else I often had been ^note miserable.

Third Out.
By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat friar,
This fellow were a king for our wild faction!

First Out.

We'll have him. Sirs, a word.

Speed.

Master, be one of them; it's an honourable kind of thievery ^note.

Val.

Peace, villain!

Sec. Out.
Tell us this: have you any thing ^note to take to?

Val.

Nothing but my fortune.

Third Out.
Know, then, that some of us are gentlemen,
Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth
Thrust from the company of awful ^note men:
Myself was from Verona banished
For practising to steal away a lady,
An heir, and near allied ^note unto the duke.

Sec. Out.
And I from Mantua, for a gentleman,
Who ^note, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart.

First Out.
And I for such like petty crimes as these.

But to the purpose,—for we cite our faults,
That they may hold excused our lawless lives;
And partly, seeing you are beautified
With goodly shape, and by your own report
A linguist, and a man of such perfection
As we do in our quality much want,—

Sec. Out.
Indeed, because you are banish'd man,
Therefore ^note, above the rest, we parley to you:
Are you content to be our general?
To make a virtue of necessity,
And live, as we do, in this ^note wilderness?

Third Out.
What say'st thou? wilt thou? wilt thou be of our consort?
Say ay, and be the captain of us all:
We'll do thee homage and be ruled by thee,
Love thee as our commander and our king.

First Out.
But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest.

Sec. Out.
Thou shalt not live to brag what we have offer'd.

Val.
I take your offer, and will live with you,
Provided that you do no outrages
On silly women or poor passengers.

Third Out.
No, we detest such vile base practices.
Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews ^note,
And show thee all the treasure we have got;
Which, with ourselves, all ^note rest at thy dispose. [Exeunt.

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