_Scil_. I love ye then for it sir, yet I cannot remember that ever a Tapster broke my head, yet I call to minde I have broke many Tapsters heads. _Accut_. Not as a Tapster, for I but borrow this habyt. _Scil_. The fruit is knowne by the tree, by gad, I knewe by your aporn[303] ye were a gentlemen, but speciallye by your flat[304] cap. _Serv_. I call to memorie, let us unite with kinde imbrace. _Cittie wife_. Now well fare your harts; by my truth, tis joy to a woman to see men kinde; faith you courtiers are mad fellowes, you care not in your humors to stab man or woman that standes in your way, but in the end your kindenes appeares. _Hostis_. You can resolve us, sir; we heare of great revels to be at Court shortly. _Grac_. The marriage of _Lentulus_ and the Orator: verie true. _Hostis_. Might not a company of Wives be beholding to thee for places, that would be there without their husbands knowledge, if neede were? _Grac_. A moitie of friendship that, ile place ye where ye shall sit and see all. _Cittie wife_. Sit? nay, if there were but good standinges, we care not. _Acu_. S'foot, _Graccus_, we tarrie too long, I feare; the houre wil overtake us, tarrie thou and invite the Guests, and Ile goe see his course mounted. _Grac_. About it. [_Exit_[305] _Acutus_. _Hostis_. Whether goes that gentleman? _Grac_. About a needeful trouble; this gentleman Hath, at the charges of his charitie, Preparde to inter a friend of his, Though lately entertaind a friend of yours, Acquaintance to you all, _Philautus_; and would desire You would with him accompany his ghost To funerall, which will be presently on his journey. _Cittie wife_. Of his charge? dyed he not able to purchase a Winding sheete? _Grac_. Twere sinne to wrong the dead; you shall heare the inventorie of his pocket. Imprimis, brush and a Combe o o v.d. Item, a looking Glasse o o i.d.ob. Item, A case of Tobacco Pipes o o iiij.d. Item, Tobacco, halfe an ounz o o vj.d. Item, in money and golde o o iij.d. _Summa totalis_. xix d. halfe penny. _Hostis_. What was his suite worth? _Grac_. His sute was colde, because not his owne, and the owner caused it to be restored as part of recompence, having lost the principall. _Re-enter_[306] _Acutus_. _Acut_. What, are they readie? the Corse is on his journey hetherwards. _Grac_. Tush, two womens tungs give as loud report as a campe royall of double cannons. _Enter Host, Cornutus_. _Host_. Tut, tut, thou art welcom; _Cornutus_ is my neighbour, I love him as my self. Tha'st a shrowe to thy wife, gave her tongue to [_sic_] much string, but let mine Host give thee counsell, heele teach thee a remedie. _Cornu_. No, no, my good Host; mum, mum, no words against my wife; shee's mine owne, one flesh, & one blood. I shall feele her hurt, her tongue is her owne, so are her hands; mum, mum, no words against your wife.