_Gwil._ Sir, that will I do, if the gentlemen please to hear it. [_They all rise, and come forward with him._ _Gwil._ "To pee and not to pee," &c.[138] _Sev._ Most admirably spoke, sir. Be pleased to give us time to concert measures what day to act this play. Let our tailor wait upon you to adjust the shape and all things necessary. [_Exit_ GWILLYN. _Hum._ It's well we have got well clear of this humorous exceptious gentleman; but I was in terrible pain lest he should have observed your inclination to laugh.--But let us not lose time, but go on to answer other persons. [_Rings the bell._ _Enter_ SERVANT. _Hum._ Who waits without? _Servant._ Very many people, sir; but the lady with her daughter says she has been here so often that she will be next admitted. _Sev._ She will! she insists to see us altogether and makes a difficulty even to show her daughter's face. Now that is so preposterous and humourous, that I could not answer her civilly and in general, and so put her off. _Hum._ Let her come in, however, and have her answer from us all. _Enter_ MRS. FENNELL, _with her_ DAUGHTER. _Hum._ Madam, what are your commands here? _Mrs. Fen._ Gentlemen, I am a gentlewoman of a very ancient family. _Sev._ Very likely, madam; but, indeed, madam, we sit here to provide for the stage, and not to hear pedigrees. If you are of a house of yesterday, and please to-day--you'll pardon me, madam---that is what we are to mind chiefly; but pray, madam, break into your business. _Mrs. Fen._ Why, gentlemen, this young lady in a mask with me is my daughter, and I propose her for the stage; for I am reduced, and starve or beg we must not. _Sev._ But, madam, please to show us how your daughter will help to keep us from wanting. Madam, we have a great charge already. _Mrs. Fen._ Why, you see, gentlemen, her height is very well; she is neither tall nor short. _Sev._ We allow it, madam; but that is not all: she must speak with a good air and grace.--Won't she unmask? Must not we see more than thus much of her? _Mrs. Fen._ No, no, gentlemen, we must come to some manner of agreement before you see any further. To be a maid of honour, a waiting lady on your Statiras and Roxanas,[139] or any of your theatrical princesses, she'll deserve twenty shillings a week for mere dumb show--and I'll have assurance of that in case you like her face; or else it shan't be said she was offered to the playhouse. _Sev._ Well, but, madam, that is not all; for let her be for dumb show only, her face is not all; she must be well limbed [_They whisper and confer._]--she may sometimes be in a boy's dress--a Cupid, a young heir to a great family, a page, or a gentleman-usher.