KNOCK. Yes, and you shall see very good vapours. OVER. Here is my care come! I like to see him in so good company: and yet I wonder that persons of such fashion should resort hither. [_Aside._ EDG. There is a very private house, madam. LEATH. Will it please your ladyship sit, madam? MRS. LIT. Yes, goodman. They do so all-to-be-madam me, I think they think me a very lady. EDG. What else, madam? MRS. LIT. Must I put off my mask to him? EDG. O, by no means. MRS. LIT. How should my husband know me then? KNOCK. Husband! an idle vapour; he must not know you, nor you him: there's the true vapour. OVER. Yea! I will observe more of this. [_Aside._] Is this a lady, friend? WHIT. Ay, and dat is anoder lady, shweet-heart; if dou hasht a mind to 'em, give me twelve-pence from tee, and dou shalt have eder oder on 'em. OVER. Ay, this will prove my chiefest enormity: I will follow this. [_Aside._ EDG. Is not this a finer life, lady, than to be clogg'd with a husband? MRS. LIT. Yes, a great deal. When will they begin, trow, in the name o' the motion? EDG. By and by, madam; they stay but for company. KNOCK. Do you hear, puppet-master, these are tedious vapours, when begin you? LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for his wife: and we begin presently. MRS. LIT. That's I, that's I. EDG. That was you, lady; but now you are no such poor thing. KNOCK. Hang the author's wife, a running vapour! here be ladies will stay for ne'er a Delia of them all. WHIT. But hear me now, here ish one o' de ladish ashleep, stay till shee but vake, man. _Enter WASPE._ WASPE. How now, friends! what's here to do? FILCH. Two-pence apiece, sir, the best motion in the Fair. WASPE. I believe you lie; if you do, I'll have my money again, and beat you. MRS. LIT. Numps is come! WASPE. Did you see a master of mine come in here, a tall young 'squire of Harrow o' the Hill, master Bartholomew Cokes? FILCH. I think there be such a one within. WASPE. Look he be, you were best: but it is very likely: I wonder I found him not at all the rest. I have been at the Eagle, and the Black Wolf, and the Bull with the five legs and two pizzles:--he was a calf at Uxbridge fair two years agone--and at the dogs that dance the morrice, and the hare of the Tabor; and mist him at all these! Sure this must needs be some fine sight that holds him so, if it have him. COKES. Come, come, are you ready now? LEATH. Presently, sir. WASPE. Hoyday, he's at work in his doublet and hose! do you hear, sir, are you employ'd, that you are bare-headed and so busy? COKES. Hold your peace, Numps; you have been in the stocks, I hear. WASPE. Does he know that! nay, then the date of my authority is out; I must think no longer to reign, my government is at an end. He that will correct another must want fault in himself. WINW. Sententious Numps! I never heard so much from him before. LEATH. Sure master Littlewit will not come; please you take your place, sir; we'll begin.