_Ros._ I love the Gentleman, and must now show it; Shall I beat a proper man out of heart? _Lug._ There's none advises ye. _Lil._ 'Faith I repent me too. _Lug._ Repent, and spoil all, Tell what ye know, ye had best. _Lil._ I'le tell what I think; For if he ask me now, if I can love him, I'le tell him yes, I can: The man's a kind man; And out of his true honesty affects me; Although he plaid the fool, which I requited; Must I still hold him at the staves end? _Lug._ You are two strange women. _Ros._ We may be, if we fool still. _Lug._ Dare ye believe me? Follow but this advice I have set you in now, And if ye lose: would ye yield now so basely? Give up without your honours saved? _de-Gard._ Fie, Ladies. P[re]serve your freedom still. _Lil._ Well, well, for this time. _Lug._ And carry that full state. _Ros._ That's as the wind stands: If it begin to chop about, and scant us; Hang me, but I know what I'le do: come direct us, I make no doubt, we shall do handsomly. _de-Ga._ Some part o'th' way we'll wait upon ye, Ladies; The rest your man supplies. _Lug._ Do well, I'le honour ye. [_Exeunt._ SCENE IV. _Enter Factor, and_ Mirabel, Oriana, _and two Merchants_. _Fac._ Look ye, Sir, there she is, you see how busie; Methinks you are infinitely bound to her, for her journey. _Mir._ How gloriously she shews! She is a tall woman. _Fac._ Of a fair Size, Sir. My Master not being at home, I have been so out of my wits, to get her company: I mean, Sir, of her own fair sex, and fashion. _Mir._ Afar off, she is most fair too. _Fac._ Near, most Excellent. At length, I have entreated two fair Ladies, And happily you know 'em: the young Daughters Of Monsieur _Nantolet_. _Mir._ I know 'em well, Sir. What are those? Jewels? _Fac._ All. _Mir._ They make a rich shew! _Fac._ There is a matter of ten thousand pounds too Was owing here: you see those Merchants with her; They have brought it in now. _Mir._ How handsomly her shape shews! _Fac._ Those are still neat: your Italians are most curious: Now she looks this way. _Mir._ She has a goodly presence, How full of courtesie! Well, Sir, I'le leave ye, And if I may be bold to bring a friend or two; Good noble Gentlemen. _Fac._ No doubt, ye may, Sir. For you have most command. _Mir._ I have seen a wonder. [_Exit._ _Ori._ Is he gone? _Fac._ Yes. _Ori._ How? _Fac._ Taken to the utmost, A wonder dwells about him. _Ori._ He did not guess at me? _Fac._ No, be secure; ye shew another woman, He is gone to fetch his friends. _Ori._ Where are the Gentlewomen? _Fac._ Here, here, now they are come, Sit still, and let them see ye.