_Enter_ Evadne, Aspatia, Dula, _and other Ladies_. _Dul_. Madam, shall we undress you for this fight? The Wars are nak'd that you must make to night. _Evad_. You are very merry _Dula_. _Dul_. I should be far merrier Madam, if it were with me as it is with you. _Eva_. Why how now wench? _Dul_. Come Ladies will you help? _Eva_. I am soon undone. _Dul_. And as soon done: Good store of Cloaths will trouble you at both. _Evad_. Art thou drunk _Dula_? _Dul_. Why here's none but we. _Evad_. Thou think'st belike, there is no modesty When we are alone. _Dul_. I by my troth you hit my thoughts aright. _Evad_. You prick me Lady. _Dul_. 'Tis against my will, Anon you must endure more, and lie still. You're best to practise. _Evad_. Sure this wench is mad. _Dul_. No faith, this is a trick that I have had Since I was fourteen. _Evad_. 'Tis high time to leave it. _Dul_. Nay, now I'le keep it till the trick leave me; A dozen wanton words put in your head, Will make you lively in your Husbands bed. _Evad_. Nay faith, then take it. _Dul_. Take it Madam, where? We all I hope will take it that are here. _Evad_. Nay then I'le give you o're. _Dul_. So will I make The ablest man in _Rhodes_, or his heart to ake. _Evad_. Wilt take my place to night? _Dul_. I'le hold your Cards against any two I know. _Evad_. What wilt thou do? _Dul_. Madam, we'l do't, and make'm leave play too. _Evad_. _Aspatia_, take her part. _Dul_. I will refuse it. She will pluck down a side, she does not use it. _Evad_. Why, do. _Dul_. You will find the play Quickly, because your head lies well that way. _Evad_. I thank thee _Dula_, would thou could'st instill Some of thy mirth into _Aspatia_: Nothing but sad thoughts in her breast do dwell, Methinks a mean betwixt you would do well. _Dul_. She is in love, hang me if I were so, But I could run my Country, I love too To do those things that people in love do.