EDG. Not yet, sir; except you would go with me and see it, it is not worth speaking on. The act is nothing without a witness. Yonder he is, your man with the box, fallen into the finest company, and so transported with vapours! they have got in a northern clothier, and one Puppy, a western man, that's come to wrestle before my lord mayor anon, and captain Whit, and one Val. Cutting, that helps captain Jordan to roar, a circling boy; with whom your Numps is so taken, that you may strip him of his clothes, if you will. I'll undertake to geld him for you, if you had but a surgeon ready to sear him. And mistress Justice there, is the goodest woman! she does so love them all over in terms of justice and the style of authority, with her hood upright that--I beseech you come away, gentlemen, and see't. QUAR. 'Slight, I would not lose it for the Fair; what will you do, Ned? WINW. Why, stay hereabout for you: mistress Wellborn must not be seen. QUAR. Do so, and find out a priest in the mean time; I'll bring the license.--Lead, which way is't? EDG. Here, sir, you are on the back o' the booth already; you may hear the noise. [_Exeunt._ SCENE III.--_Another part of the Fair._ URSULA'S Booth as before. _KNOCKEM, WHIT, NORTHERN, PUPPY, CUTTING, WASPE, and MRS. OVERDO, discovered, all in a state of intoxication._ KNOCK. Whit, bid Val. Cutting continue the vapours for a lift, Whit, for a lift. [_Aside, to Whit._ NOR. I'll ne mare, I'll ne mare; the eale's too meeghty. KNOCK. How now! my galloway nag the staggers, ha! Whit, give him a slit in the forehead. Chear up, man; a needle and thread to stitch his ears. I'd cure him now, an I had it, with a little butter and garlick, long pepper and grains. Where's my horn? I'll give him a mash presently, shall take away this dizziness. PUP. Why, where are you, zurs? do you vlinch, and leave us in the zuds now? NOR. I'll ne mare, I is e'en as vull as a paiper's bag, by my troth, I. PUP. Do my northern cloth zhrink i' the wetting, ha? KNOCK. Why, well said, old flea-bitten; thou'lt never tire I see. [_They fall to their vapours again._ CUT. No, sir, but he may tire if it please him. WHIT. Who told dee sho, that he vuld never teer, man? CUT. No matter who told him so, so long as he knows. KNOCK. Nay, I know nothing, sir, pardon me there. _Enter behind, EDGWORTH with QUARLOUS._ EDG. They are at it still, sir; this they call vapours. WHIT. He shall not pardon dee, captain: dou shalt not be pardoned. Pre'dee, shweet-heart, do not pardon him. CUT. 'Slight, I'll pardon him, an I list, whosoever says nay to't. QUAR. Where's Numps? I miss him. WASPE. Why, I say nay to't. QUAR. O, there he is. KNOCK. To what do you say nay, sir? [_Here they continue their game of vapours, which is nonsense. Every man to oppose the last man that spoke, whether it concern'd him, or no._ WASPE. To any thing, whatsoever it is, so long as I do not like it. WHIT. Pardon me, little man, dou musht like it a little.