TAY. You ſha’ not goe, i’ faith. I’ll ha’ you ſtay, and ſee this _Spaniſh_ miracle, Of our _Engliſh Ladie_. MAN. Let me pray your _Ladiſhip_, 35 Lay your commands on me, some other time. TAY. Now, I proteſt: and I will haue all piec’d, And friends againe. MAN. It will be but ill ſolder’d! TAY. You are too much affected with it. MAN. I cannot _Madame_, but thinke on’t for th’ iniuſtice. TAY. Sir, 40 His kinſman here is ſorry. MER. Not I, _Madam_, I am no kin to him, wee but call Couſins, Mere-craft _denies him_. And if wee were, Sir, I haue no relation Vnto his crimes. MAN. You are not vrged with ’hem. I can accuſe, Sir, none but mine owne iudgement, 45 For though it were his crime, ſo to betray mee: I am ſure, ’twas more mine owne, at all to truſt him. But he, therein, did vſe but his old manners, And fauour ſtrongly what hee was before. TAY. Come, he will change! MAN. Faith, I muſt neuer think it. 50 Nor were it reaſon in mee to expect That for my ſake, hee ſhould put off a nature Hee ſuck’d in with his milke. It may be _Madam_, Deceiuing truſt, is all he has to truſt to: If ſo, I ſhall be loath, that any hope 55 Of mine, ſhould bate him of his meanes. TAY. Yo’ are ſharp, Sir. This act may make him honeſt! MAN. If he were To be made honeſt, by an act of _Parliament_, I ſhould not alter, i’ my faith of him. TAY. _Eyther-ſide!_ Welcome, deare _Either-ſide_! how haſt thou done, good wench? _She spies the_ Lady Eyther-ſide. Thou haſt beene a ſtranger! I ha’ not ſeene thee, this weeke. 61 [576] SD. IIIJ] VI. 1641 TAILE. ...] _A room in Lady_ TAILBUSH’S _House. Enter Lady_ TAILBUSH _and_ MEERCRAFT. G [577] 10 SN. om. G [578] 32 valours. _Enter_ MANLY. G [579] 33 SN. om. G [580] 42 SN. om. G [581] 43 wee] he G [582] 47 I’m 1716, W [583] 56 Y’are 1716, W [584] 59 him. _Enter Lady_ EITHERSIDE. [585] 60 SN. om. G ACT. IIIJ. SCENE. II. EITHERSIDE. {_To them_ Ever your ſeruant, _Madame_. TAY. Where hast ’hou beene? [144] I did ſo long to ſee thee. EIT. Viſiting, and ſo tyr’d! I proteſt, _Madame_, ’tis a monſtrous trouble! TAY. And ſo it is. I ſweare I muſt to morrow, Beginne my viſits (would they were ouer) at _Court_. 5 It tortures me, to thinke on ’hem. EIT. I doe heare You ha’ cauſe, Madam, your ſute goes on. TAY. Who told thee? EYT. One, that can tell: M^r. _Eyther-ſide_.