_Fr._ I must talk farther with ye, You know my fair affection. _Ma._ So preserve it, You know I am married now, for shame be civiller, Not all the earth shall make me. _Fr._ Pray walk this way, And if you ever lov'd me. _Ma._ Take heed _Frank_ How you divert that love to hate, go home prethee. _Fr._ Shall he enjoy that sweet? _Mar._ Nay pray unhand me. _Fr._ He that never felt what love was. _Ma._ Then I charge you stand farther off. _Fr._ I am tame, but let me walk wi'ye, Talk but a minute. _Mar._ So your talk be honest, And my untainted honor suffer not, I'll walk a turn or two. _Fr._ Give me your hand then. [_Exit._ _Enter_ Wildbrain, Justice, Lady, Nurse, Gent. Women, Newlove. _Just._ Shee's not in her Chamber. _La._ She is not here. _Wild._ And I'll tell you what I dream'd. _Ju._ Give me a Torch. _1. G._ Be not too hasty Sir. _Wild._ Nay let him go. For if my dream be true he must be speedy, He will be trickt, and blaz'd else. _Nur._ As I am a woman I cannot blame her if she take her liberty, Would she would make thee Cuckold, thou old bully, A notorious cuckold for tormenting her. _La._ I'll hang her then. _Nur._ I'll bless her then, she does justice, Is this old stinking dogs-flesh for her dyet? _Wild._ Prethee honest Nurse do not fret too much, For fear I dream you'll hang your self too. _Just._ The Cloister? _Wild._ Such was my fancy, I do not say 'tis true, Nor do I bid you be too confident. _Ju._ Where are the keyes, the keyes I say. _Wild._ I dream'd she had 'em to lock her self in. _Nur._ What a devil do you mean? _Enter [Ser]vant._ _Wild._ No harm, good Nurse be patient. _Ser._ They are not in the window, where they use to be. _Wild._ What foolish dreams are these? _Ju._ I am mad. _Wild._ I hope so, If you be not mad, I'll do my best to m[ake y]e. _1._ This is some trick. _2._ I smell the Wildgoose. _Ju._ Come Gentlemen, come quickly I beseech you, Quick as you can, this may be your case Gentlemen. And bring some light[s], some lights. [_Exit._ _Wild._ Move faster, faster, you'll come too late else. I'll stay behind and pray for ye, I had rather she were dishonest Than thou shouldst have her. _Enter_ Maria, _and_ Franke. _Mar._ Y'are most unmanly, yet I have some breath left; And this steel to defend me, come [not] near me, For if you offer but another violence, As I have life I'll kill you, if I miss that, Upon my own heart will I execute, And let that fair belief out, I had of you.