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Fisc. Let me alone awhile; I have it, as I told you, here; meantime we must put on a seeming kindness, call them our benefactors and dear brethren, pipe them within the danger of our net, and then we'll draw it o'er them. When they're in, no mercy, that's my maxim.
Van Her. Nay, brother, I am not too obstinate for saving Englishmen; 'twas but a qualm of conscience, which profit will dispel. I have as true a Dutch antipathy to England, as the proudest he in Amsterdam; that's a bold word now.
Har. We are secure of our superiors there. Well, they may give the King of Great Britain a verbal satisfaction, and with submissive fawning promises, make shew to punish us; but interest is their god as well as ours. To that almighty, they will sacrifice a thousand English lives, and break a hundred thousand oaths, ere they will punish those that make them rich, and pull their rivals down.
[Guns go off within. Van Her. Heard you those guns ? Har. Most plainly.
Fisc. The sound comes from the port; some ship arrived salutes the castle, and I hope brings more good news from Holland.
[Guns again. Har. Now they answer them from the fortress.
Enter BEAMONT and COLLINS. Van Her. Beamont and Collins, English merchants both ; perhaps they'll certify us.
Beam. Captain Harman van Spelt, good day to you.
Har. Dear, kind Mr Beamont, a thousand and a thousand good days to you, and all our friends the English.
Fisc. Came you from the port, gentlemen ?
Col. We did; and saw arrive, our honest, and our gallant countryman, brave Captain Gabriel Towerson.
Beam. Sent to these parts from our employers of the East India Company in England, as general of
Fisc. Is the brave Towerson returned ?
Har. He shall be nobly welcome. He has already spent twelve years upon, or near, these rich Molucca Isles.
Fisc. The devil give him joy of both, or I will for him.
[Aside. Beam, He's my particular friend; I lived with him, both at Tenerate, Tydore, and at Seran.
Van Her. Did he not leave a mistress in these parts, a native of this island of Amboyna ?
Col. He did; I think they call her Isabinda, whoreceived baptism for his sake, before hehence departed.
Har. 'Tis much against the will of all her friends, she loves your countryman, but they are not disposers of her person; she's beauteous, rich, and young, and Towerson well deserves her.
Beam. I think, without flattery to my friend, he does. Were I to chuse, of all mankind, a man, on whom I would rely for faith and counsel, or more, whose personal aid I would invite, in any worthy cause, to second me, it should be only Gabriel Towerson; daring he is, and thereto fortunate; yet soft, and apt to pity the distressed, and liberal to relieve them. I have seen him not alone to pardon foes, but by his bounty win them to his love. If he has any fault, 'tis only that to which great minds can only subject be—he thinks all honest, 'cause himself is so, and therefore none suspects.
Fisc. I like him well for that; this fault of his great mind, as Beamont calls it, may give him cause to wish he was more wary, when it shall be too late.
[Aside. Har. I was in some small hope, this ship had VOL. V.
been of our own country, and brought back my son ;
Col. We'll stay, and meet him here.
Beam. I do not like these fleering Dutchmen; they overact their kindness.
Col. I know not what to think of them; that old fat governor, Harman Van Spelt, I have known long; they say he was a cooper in his country, and took the measure of his hoops for tuns by his own belly. I love him not, he makes a jest of men in misery; the first fat merry fool I ever knew, that was ill-natured.
Beam. He's absolutely governed by this Fiscal, who was, as I have heard, an ignorant advocate in Rotterdam, such as in England we call a petty-fogging rogue; one that knows nothing, but the worst part of the law, its tricks and snares : I fear he hates us English mortally. Pray heaven we feel not the effects on't.
Col. Neither he nor Harman will dare to shew their malice to us, now Towerson is come. For though, 'tis true, we have no castle here, he has an awe upon them in his worth, which they both fear and reverence.
Beam. I wish it so may prove; my mind is a bad prophet to me, and what it does forebode of ill, it seldom fails to pay me. Here he comes.
Col And in his company young Harman, son to our Dutch governor. I wonder how they met. Enter TOWERSON, HARMAN Junior, and a Skipper.
Tow. [Entering, to the Skipper.] These letters see conveyed with speed to our plantation. This to
Cambello, and to Hitto this, this other to Loho. Tell them, their friends in England greet them well; and when I left them, were in perfect health.
Skip. Sir, you shall be obeyed. [Exit Skipper.
Beam. I heartily rejoice that our employers have chose you for this place; a better choice they never could have made, or for themselves, or me.
Col. This I am sure of, that our English factories in all these parts, have wished you long the man, and none could be so welcome to their hearts.
Har. Jun. And let me speak for my countrymen, the Dutch ; I have heard my father say, he's your sworn brother: And this late accident at sea, when you relieved me from the pirates, and brought my ship in safety off, I hope will well secure you of our gratitude.
Tow. You over-rate a little courtesy : In your deliverance I did no more than what I had myself from you expected: The common ties of our religion, and those, yet more particular, of peace and strict commerce betwixt us and your nation, exacted all I did, or could have done. (To BEAMONT.] For you, my friend, let me ne'er breathe our English air again, but I more joy to see you, than myself to have escaped the storm that tossed melong, doubling the Cape, and all the sultry heats, in passing twice the Line: For now I have you here, methinks this happiness should not be bought at a less price. Har. Jun. I'll leave you with your
friends; my duty binds me to hasten to receive a father's blessing
[Exit HARMAN Junior. Beam. You are so much a friend, that I must tax you for being a slack lover. You have not yet inquired of Isabinda.
Tow. No; I durst not, friend, I durst not. I love too well, and fear to know my doom; there's hope in doubt; but yet I fixed my eyes on yours, I look
ed with earnestness, and asked with them: If aught of ill had happened, sure I had met it there ; and since, methinks, I did not, I have now recovered courage, and resolve to urge it from you.
. Beam. Your Isabinda then
Tow. You have said all in that, my Isabinda, if she still be so.
Beam. Enjoys as much of health, as fear for you, and sorrow for your absence, would permit.
[Music within. Col. Hark, music I think approaching. Beam. 'Tis from our factory; some sudden entertainment, I believe, designed for your return. . Enter Amboyners, Men and Women, with Timbrels
before them. A Dance.
After the Dance, Enter HARMAN Senior, HARMAN Junior, FISCAL,
and Van HERRING. Har. Sen. [Embracing TOWERSON.] O my sworn brother, my dear Captain Towerson ! the man whom I love better than a stiff gale, when I am becalmed át sea; to whom I have received the sacrament never to be false-hearted!
Tow. You ne'er shall have occasion on my part: The like I promise for our factories, while I continue here. This isle yields spice enough for both; and Europe, ports, and chapmen, where to vend them.
Har. Sen. It does, it does; we have enough, if we can be contented.
Tow. And, sir, why should we not? What mean these endless jars of trading nations? 'Tis true, the world was never large enough for avarice or ambition; but those who can be pleased with moderate gain, may have the ends of nature,—not to want : Nay, even its luxuries may be supplied from her