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For now by this has he kissed Abigail ;
And she vows love to him, and he to her.
As sure as heaven rained manna for the Jews,
So sure shall he and Don Mathias die :
His father was my

chiefest

enemy.

Enter MATHIAS.

Whither goes Don Mathias ? stay awhile.

Math. Whither, but to my fair love Abigail ?
Bar. Thou know'st, and Heaven can witness this is

true,
That I intend my daughter shall be thine.

Math. I, Barabas, or else thou wrong'st me much.

Bar. O, Heaven forbid I should have such a thought. Pardon me though I weep: the Governor's son

260 Will, whether I will or no, have Abigail : He sends her letters, bracelets, jewels, rings.

Math. Does she receive them ?

Bar. She? No, Mathias, no, but sends them back, And when he comes, she locks herself up fast; Yet through the keyhole will he talk to her, While she runs to the window looking out, When you should come and hale him from the door.

Math. O treacherous Lodowick!

Bar. Even now as I came home, he slipt me in, 270 And I am sure he is with Abigail.

Math. I'll rouse him thence.
Bar. Not for all Malta, therefore sheathe

your sword; If you love me, no quarrels in my houst; But steal you in, and seem to see him not;

I'll give him such a warning ere he goes
As he shall have small hopes of Abigail.
Away, for here they come.

Enter LODOWICK and ABIGAIL.
Math. What, hand in hand! I cannot suffer this.
Bar. Mathias, as thou lovest me, not a word.

280 Math. Well, let it pass, another time shall serve.

[Exit Lod. Barabas, is not that the widow's son? Bar. I, and take heed, for he hath sworn your

death. Lod. My death? what, is the base-born peasant mad ?

Bar. No, no, but happily he stands in fear
Of that which you, I think, ne'er dream upon,
My daughter here, a paltry silly girl.

Lod. Why, loves she Don Mathias ?
Bar. Doth she not with her smiling answer you ?
Abig. He has my heart; I smile against my will. 290

[Aside.
Lod. Barabas, thou know'st I've loved thy daughter long.
Bar. And so has she done you, even from a child.
Lod. And now I can no longer hold my mind.
Bar. Nor I the affection that I bear to you.
Lod. This is thy diamond, tell me shall I have it?

Bar. Win it, and wear it, it is yet unsoiled.
O! but I know your lordship would disdain
To marry with the daughter of a Jew;
And yet I'll give her many a golden cross 1
With Christian posies round about the ring.

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1 A piece of money marked on one side with a cross,

Lod. 'Tis not thy wealth, but her that I esteem. Yet crave I thy consent.

Bar. And mine you have, yet let me talk to her. This offspring of Cain, this Jebusite, That never tasted of the Passover, Nor e'er shall see the land of Canaan, Nor our Messias that is yet to come ; This gentle maggot, Lodowick, I mean, Must be deluded : let him have thy hand, But keep thy heart till Don Mathias comes. [Aside. 310

Abig. What, shall I be betrothed to Lodowick?

Bar. It's no sin to deceive a Christian ;
For they themselves hold it a principle,
Faith is not to be held with heretics;
But all are heretics that are not Jews;
This follows well, and therefore, daughter, fear not.

[Aside. I have entreated her, and she will grant.

Lod. Then, gentle Abigail, plight thy faith to me.

Abig. I cannot chuse, seeing my father bids.Nothing but death shall part my love and me. (Aside. 320

Lod. Now have I that for which my soul hath longed. Bar. So have not I, but yet I hope I shall. [Aside. Abig. O wretched Abigail, what hast thou 1 done?

[Aside. Lod. Why on the sudden is your colour changed ? Abig. I know not, but farewell, I must be gone. Bar. Stay her, but let her not speak one word more.

1 Old ed. “ thee."

Lod. Mute o' the sudden; here's a sudden change.

Bar. O, muse not at it, 'tis the Hebrew's guise, That maidens new betrothed should weep awhile : Trouble her not; sweet Lodowick, depart:

330 She is thy wife, and thou shalt be mine heir.

Lod. O, is't the custom ? then I am resolved : But rather let the brightsome heavens be dim, And nature's beauty choke with stifling clouds, Than my fair Abigail should frown on me.There comes the villain, now I'll be revenged.

Enter MATHIAS.
Bar. Be quiet, Lodowick, it is enough
That I have made thee sure to Abigail.
Lod. Well, let him go.

[Exit.
Bar. Well, but for me, as you went in at doors 340
You had been stabbed, but not a word on't now;
Here must no speeches pass, nor swords be drawn.

Math. Suffer me, Barabas, but to follow him.

Bar. No; so shall I, if any hurt be done,
Be made an accessary of your deeds;
Revenge it on him when you meet him next.

Math. For this I'll have his heart.
Bar. Do so; lo here I give thee Abigail.

Math. What greater gift can poor Mathias have?
Shall Lodowick rob me of so fair a love?

350 My life is not so dear as Abigail.

Bar. My heart misgives me, that, to cross your love, He's with your mother, therefore after him.

Math. What, is he gone unto my mother?

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Bar. Nay, if you will, stay till she comes herself.
Math. I cannot stay; for if

my mother come, She'll die with grief.

[Exit.
Abig. I cannot take my leave of him for tears :
Father, why have you thus incensed them both ?

Bar. What's that to thee?
Abig. I'll make 'em friends again.

Bar. You'll make 'em friends!
Are there not Jews enough in Malta,
But thou must doat upon a Christian ?

Abig. I will have Don Mathias, he is my love.
Bar. Yes, you shall have him : go put her in.
Itha. I, I'll put her in.

[Puts her in. Bar. Now tell me, Ithamore, how lik’st thou this ?

Itha. Faith, master, I think by this
You purchase both their lives; is it not so ?

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Bar. True; and it shall be cunningly performed.
Itha. O master, that I might have a hand in this.

Bar. I, so thou shalt, 'tis thou must do the deed : Take this, and bear it to Mathias straight,

[Gives a letter. And tell him that it comes from Lodowick.

Itha. 'Tis poisoned, is it not?

Bar. No, no, and yet it might be done that way : It is a challenge feigned from Lodowick.

Itha. Fear not; I will so set his heart afire, That he shall verily think it comes from him.

Bar. I cannot choose but like thy readiness : Yet be not rash, but do it cunningly.

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