Cas. Who has complain'd?

Acas. Her brother to my face proclaim'd her wrong'd,

Cas. What terms? Her brother! Heaven!

Acas. No, not much:

Cas. Speak, what said he?

Acas. That thou wert a villain:

Cas. Shame on the ill-manner'd brute!

Acas. By my sword,

Cas. Justice! to give her justice would undo her.

Cham. Where is the hero, famous and renown'd

Acas. I guess, Chamont, you come to seek Castalio?

Cham. I come to seek the husband of Monimia.

Cas. The slave is here.

Cham. I thought ere now to have found you

Cas. Then you are Chamont?

Cham. Yes, and I hope no stranger

Cas. I've heard of such a man,

Cham. Thus I'll thank you.

[draws.

Acas. By this good sword, who first presumes to violence,

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