_Cit._ Hark thee, Ralph, there's money for thee; give something in the King of Cracovia's house; be not beholding to him. _Ralph._ Lady, before I go, I must remember Your father's officers, who, truth to tell, Have been about me very diligent: Hold up thy snowy hand, thou princely maid. There's twelve pence for your father's chamberlain, And there's another shilling for his cook, For, by my troth, the goose was roasted well. And twelve pence for your father's horse-keeper, For 'nointing my horse back; and for his butter, There is another shilling; to the maid That wash'd my boot-hose, there's an English groat, And two pence to the boy that wip'd my boots. And last, fair lady, there is for your self Three pence to buy you pins at Bumbo Fair. _Lady._ Full many thanks, and I will keep them safe Till all the heads be off, for thy sake, Ralph. _Ralph._ Advance, my squire and dwarf, I cannot stay. _Lady._ Thou kill'st my heart in parting thus away. [_Exeunt._ _Wife._ I commend Ralph yet, that he will not stoop to a Cracovian; there's properer women in London than any are there, I wis. But here comes Master Humphrey and his love again; now, George. _Cit._ Ay, bird, peace. _Enter_ MERCHANT, HUMPHREY, LUCE, _and_ BOY. _Merch._ Go, get you up, I will not be entreated. And, gossip mine, I'll keep you sure hereafter From gadding out again with boys and unthrifts; Come, they are women's tears, I know your fashion. Go, sirrah, lock her in, and keep the key [_Exeunt_ LUCE _and_ BOY. Safe as your life. Now, my son Humphrey, You may both rest assuréd of my love In this, and reap your own desire. _Humph._ I see this love you speak of, through your daughter, Although the hole be little, and hereafter Will yield the like in all I may or can, Fitting a Christian and a gentleman. _Merch._ I do believe you, my good son, and thank you, For 'twere an impudence to think you flattered. _Humph._ It were indeed, but shall I tell you why, I have been beaten twice about the lie. _Merch._ Well, son, no more of compliment; my daughter Is yours again: appoint the time and take her. We'll have no stealing for it, I myself And some few of our friends will see you married. _Humph._ I would you would i'faith, for be it known I ever was afraid to lie alone. _Merch._ Some three days hence, then. _Humph._ Three days, let me see, 'Tis somewhat of the most, yet I agree, Because I mean against the 'pointed day, To visit all my friends in new array. _Enter_ SERVANT. _Serv._ Sir, there's a gentlewoman without would speak with your worship. _Merch._ What is she? _Serv._ Sir, I asked her not. _Merch._ Bid her come in. _Enter_ MISTRESS MERRY-THOUGHT _and_ MICHAEL.