_Aym._ Let the Coach be brought _Enter Aymiere._ To the backe gate, and serue the banquet vp: My good Lord _Charalois_, I thinke my house 35 Much honor’d in your presence. _Cha._ To haue meanes To know you better, sir, has brought me hither A willing visitant, and you’l crowne my welcome In making me a witnesse to your skill, Which crediting from others I admire. 40 _Aym._ Had I beene one houre sooner made acquainted With your intent my Lord, you should haue found me Better prouided: now such as it is, Pray you grace with your acceptance. _Bau._ You are modest. Begin the last new ayre. _Cha._ Shall we not see them? 45 _Aym._ This little distance from the instruments Will to your eares conuey the harmony With more delight. _Cha._ Ile not consent. _Aym._ Y’are tedious, By this meanes shall I with one banquet please Two companies, those within and these Guls heere. 50 _Song aboue._ _Musique and a Song, Beaumelle within--ha, ha, ha._ _Cha._ How’s this? It is my Ladies laugh! most certaine When I first pleas’d her, in this merry language, She gaue me thanks. _Bau._ How like you this? _Cha._ ’Tis rare, Yet I may be deceiu’d, and should be sorry 55 Vpon vncertaine suppositions, rashly To write my selfe in the blacke list of those I haue declaym’d against, and to _Romont_. _Aym._ I would he were well of--perhaps your Lordship Likes not these sad tunes, I haue a new Song 60 Set to a lighter note, may please you better; Tis cal’d The happy husband. _Cha._ Pray sing it. _Song below. At the end of the Song, Beaumelle within._ _Beau._ Ha, ha, ’tis such a groome. _Cha._ Doe I heare this, And yet stand doubtfull? _Exit Chara._ _Aym._ Stay him I am vndone, And they discouered. _Bau._ Whats the matter? _Aym._ Ah! 65 That women, when they are well pleas’d, cannot hold, But must laugh out. _Enter Nouall Iu. Charaloys, Beaumley, Bellapert_. _Nou._ Helpe, saue me, murrher, murther. _Beau._ Vndone foreuer.