You are a valiant man, Fathom.
Fath. Am not I? Walks not the earth the man I am afraid of.
Helen. Fear you not Master Walter?
Fath. No.
Helen. You do!
Fath. I don't!
Helen. I'll prove it to you. You see him breaking your young
mistress's heart, and have not the manhood to stand by her.
Fath. What could I do for her?
Helen. Let her out of prison. It were the act of a man.
Fath. That man am I!
Helen. Well said, brave Fathom!
Fath. But my place!
Helen. I'll provide thee with a better one.
Fath. 'Tis a capital place! So little to do, and so much to get
for't. Six pounds in the year; two suits of livery; shoes and
stockings, and a famous larder. He'd be a bold man that would put
such a place in jeopardy. My place, madam, my place!
Helen. I tell thee I'll provide thee with a better place. Thou
shalt have less to do, and more to get. Now, Fathom, hast thou
courage to stand by thy mistress?
Fath. I have!
Helen. That's right.
Fath. I'll let my lady out.
[Enter MASTER WALTER unperceived.
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