_Tib Talk._ Thankes to God mistresse, ye have had a faire day. 55 _C. Custance._ Well nowe goe ye in, and make your selfe some cheere. _Omnes pariter._ We goe [!--_Exeant Custance's maidens_]. _T. Trust._ Ah sir, what a field we have had heere. _C. Custance._ Friend Tristram, I pray you be a witnesse with me. _T. Trusty._ Dame Custance, I shall depose for your honestie, And nowe fare ye well, except some thing else ye wolde. 60 _C. Custance._ Not now, but when I nede to sende I will be bolde. I thanke you for these paines. [_Exeat Trusty._[587]] And now I wyll get me in, Now Roister Doister will no more wowyng begin. _Ex._ 63 Actus. v. Scæna. i. GAWYN GOODLUCKE. SYM SURESBY. Sym Suresby my trustie man, nowe advise thee well, And see that no false surmises thou me tell, Was there such adoe about Custance of a truth? _Sim. Sure._ To reporte that I hearde and sawe, to me is ruth, But both my duetie and name and propretie,[588] 5 Warneth me to you to shewe fidelitie, It may be well enough, and I wyshe it so to be, She may hir selfe discharge and trie[589] hir honestie, Yet their clayme to hir me thought was very large, For with letters rings[590] and tokens, they dyd hir charge. 10 Which when I hearde and sawe I would none to you bring. _G. Goodl._ No, by sainct Marie, I allowe thee in that thing. Ah sirra, nowe I see truthe in the proverbe olde, All things that shineth is not by and by[591] pure golde, If any doe lyve a woman of honestie,[592] 15 I would have sworne Christian Custance had bene shee.[592] _Sim Sure._ Sir, though I to you be a servant true and just. Yet doe not ye therfore your faithfull spouse mystrust. But examine the matter, and if ye shall it finde, H ii _b_ To be all well, be not ye for my wordes unkinde. 20 _G. Goodl._ I shall do that is right, and as I see cause why. But here commeth Custance forth, we shal know by and by. Actus. v. Scæna. ii. C. CUSTANCE. GAWYN GOODLUCKE. SYM SURESBY. _C. Custance._ I come forth to see and hearken for newes good, For about this houre is the tyme of likelyhood, That Gawyn Goodlucke by the sayings of Suresby, Would be at home, and lo yond I see hym I. What Gawyn Goodlucke, the onely hope of my life, 5 Welcome home, and kysse me your true espoused wife. _Ga. Good._ Nay soft dame Custance, I must first by your licence, See whether all things be cleere in your conscience, I heare of your doings to me very straunge. _C. Custance._ What feare ye? that my faith towardes you should chaunge? 10