_Phil. Count_, she deserves ye, And let it be my happiness to give ye, I have given a virtuous maid, now I dare say it, 'Tis more then blood; I'll pay her portion Sir, And't shall be worthy you. _Fra._ I'll sell my Mill, I'll pay some too: I'll pay the Fidlers. And we'll have all i'th'Country at this wedding, Pray let me give her too, here my Lord take her, Take her with all my heart, and kiss her freely, Would I could give you all this hand has stol'n too, In portion with her, 'twould make her a little whiter. The wind blows fair now, get me a young Miller. _Ver._ She must have new clothes. _Tir._ Yes. _Vir._ Yes marry must she. If't please ye (Madam) let me see the state of your body. I'll fit you instantly. _Phil._ Art not thou gone yet? _Ver._ And't please your Grace, a gown, a handsome gown now, An orient gown. _Phil._ Nay, take thy pleasure of her. _Ver._ Of cloth of Tissew I can fit ye (Madam) My Lords, stand out o'th' light, a curious body, The neatest body in _Spain_ this day: with embroidered flow'rs, A clinquant Petticoat of some rich stuffe, To catch the eye: I have a thousand fashions. O sleeve, O sleeve: I'll study all night (Madam) To magnifie your sleeve. _Otr._ Do, superstitious Tailor, When ye have more time. _Flo._ Make me no more then woman, And I am thine. _Otr._ Sir, haply my Wardrobe with your help May fit her instantly: will you try her? _Ver._ If I fit her not, your Wardrobe cannot. But if the fashion be not there, you marre her. _Enter_ Antonio, _Constable, Officers_. _Ant._ Is my offence so great, ere I be convict, To be torn with Rascals? If it be Law, Let 'em be wild horses rather than these. _Phil._ What's that? _Con._ This is a man suspected of murther, if it please your Grace. _Phil._ It pleases me not (friend). But who suspects him? _Const._ We that are your Highness extraordinary officers, We that have taken our oaths to maintain you in peace. _Phil._ 'Twill be a great charge to you. _Const._ 'Tis a great charge indeed; but then we call our neighbors to help us. This Gentleman and another were fallen out (yet that's more then I am able to say, for I heard no words between 'em, but what their weapons spoke, Clash, and Clatter) which we seeing, came with our Bills of government, and first knock'd down their weapons, and then the men. _Phil._ And this you did to keep the peace? _Const._ Yes, and't like your Grace, we knock'd 'em down to keep the peace: this we laid hold on, the other we set in the stocks. That I could do by mine own power, without your Majesty. _Enter_ Aminta. _Phil._ How so, Sir? _Const._ I am a Shoo-maker by my Trade.