Chapter XL: Act I: SCENE 4. The street ACT II. SCENE 1. Hounslow

_Enter Rainsford and Young _Enter Rainsford and Young
Forrest, meeting_ Forrest_

_Young Forrest._ Pray let _Rainsford._ Your resolution
me speak with you. holds then?

_Rainsford._ With me, sir? _Young Forrest._ Men that are
easily mov'd are soon
_Young For._ With you. remov'd.

_Rains._ Say on.

_Young For._ Do you not know me? From resolution; but when, with
advice
_Rains._ Keep off, upon the And with foresight we purpose,
peril of thy life. our intents
Come not within my sword's Are not without considerate
length, lest this arm reasons alter'd.
Prove fatal to thee and bereave
thy life, _Rains._ Thou art resolv'd, and
As it hath done thy brother's. I prepar'd for thee.
Yet thus much know, thy state
_Young For._ Why now thou is desperate,
know'st me truly, by that And thou art now in danger's
token, throat already
That thou hast slain my brother. Ev'n half devoured. If I subdue
Put up, put up! thee, know
So great a quarrel as a brother's Thou art a dead man; for this
life fatal steel,
Must not be made a street-brawl; That search'd thy brother's
'tis not fit entrails is prepar'd
That every prentice should, with To do as much to thee. If thou
his shop club, survivest,
Betwixt us play the sticklers. And I be slain, th'art dead too,
Sheathe thy sword. my alliance
And greatness in the world will
_Rains._ Swear thou wilt act not endure
no sudden violence, My slaughter unavenged. Come,
Or this sharp sword shall still I am for thee.
be interposed
'Twixt me and thy own hatred. _Young For._ I would my brother
liv'd, that this our
_Young For._ Sheathe thy diff'rence
sword. Might end in an embrace of
By my religion and that interest folded love;
I have in gentry I will not be But 'twas Heaven's will that
guilty for some guilt of his
Of any base revenge. He should be scourged by thee;
and for the guilt
_Rains._ Say on. In scourging him, thou by my
vengeance punish'd.
_Young For._ Let's walk. Come; I am both ways arm'd,
Trust me. Let not thy guilty against thy steel
soul If I be pierc'd by it, or 'gainst
Be jealous of my fury. This thy greatness
my hand If mine pierce thee.
Is curbed and govern'd by an
honest heart, _Rains._ Have at thee.
Not by just anger. I'll not touch (_They fight and pause_.)
thee foully
For all the world. Let's walk. _Young For._ I will not bid
thee hold; but if thy breath
_Rains._ Proceed. Be as much short as mine, look
to thy weakness.
_Young For._ Sir, you did kill
my brother. Had it been _Rains._ The breath thou draw'st
In fair and even encounter, but weakly,
tho' a child, Thou now shalt draw no more.
His death I had not question'd. (_They fight. Forrest loseth
his weapon_.)
_Rains._ Is this all?

_Young For._ He's gone. The _Young For._ That Heaven knows.
law is past. Your life is He guard my body that my
clear'd; spirit owes!
For none of all our kindred laid (_Guards himself, and puts
against by with his hat--slips--by
You evidence to hang you. the other, running, falls
You're a gentleman; over him, and Forrest kills
And pity 'twere a man of your him_.)
descent
Should die a felon's death. _Good._ My cousin's fall'n--
See, sir, thus far pursue the murderer.
We have demeaned fairly, like
ourselves. _Foster._ But not too near.
But, think you, though we wink I pray; you see he's armed,
at base revenge, And in this deep amazement
A brother's death can be so soon may commit
forgot? Some desperate outrage.
Our gentry baffled, and our
name disgraced?
No: 'tmust not be; I am a _Young For._ Had I but known
gentleman the terror of this deed,
Well known; and my demeanor I would have left it done
hihterto imperfectly,
Hath promis'd somewhat. Rather than in this guilt of
Should I swallow this, conscience
The scandal would outlive me. Labour'd so far. But I forget
Briefly then, my safety.
I'll fight with you. The gentleman is dead. My
desperate life
_Rains._ I am loath. Will be o'erswayed by his allies
and friends,
_Young For._ Answer directly, And I have now no safety but
Whether you dare to meet me my flight.
on even terms; And see where my pursuers
Or mark how I'll proceed. come. Away!
Certain destruction hovers o'er
_Rains._ Say, I deny it. my stay. (_Exit_.)

_Young For._ Then I say thou'rt (_Fortune by Land and Sea_,
a villain, and I challenge thee, Act II, Scene 1.)[1]
Where'er I meet thee next, in
field or town,
The father's manors, or thy
tenants' grange,
Saving the church, there is no
privilege
In all this land for thy
despised life.

(_Fortune by Land and Sea_,