_Yo. Lo_. No, but she offered me once to know her: to this day she loves youth of Eighteen; she heard a tale how _Cupid_ struck her in love with a great Lord in the Tilt-yard, but he never saw her; yet she in kindness would needs wear a Willow-garland at his Wedding. She lov'd all the Players in the last Queens time once over: she was struck when they acted Lovers, and forsook some when they plaid Murthers. She has nine _Spur-royals_, and the servants say she hoards old gold; and she her self pronounces angerly, that the Farmers eldest son, or her Mistres Husbands Clerk shall be, that Marries her, shall make her a joynture of fourscore pounds a year; she tells tales of the serving-men. _El. Lo._ Enough, I know her Brother. I shall intreat you only to salute my Mistres, and take leave, we'l part at the Stairs. _Enter Lady and waiting women._ _Lady._ Now Sir, this first part of your will is performed: what's the rest? _El. Lo._ First, let me beg your notice for this Gentleman my Brother. _Lady._ I shall take it as a favour done to me, though the Gentleman hath received but an untimely grace from you, yet my charitable disposition would have been ready to have done him freer courtesies as a stranger, than upon those cold commendations. _Yo. Lo._ Lady, my salutations crave acquaintance and leave at once. _Lady._ Sir I hope you are the master of your own occasions. [_Exit Yo. Lo. and Savil._ _El. Lo._ Would I were so. Mistris, for me to praise over again that worth, which all the world, and you your self can see. _Lady._ It's a cold room this, Servant. _El. Lo._ Mistris. _La._ What think you if I have a Chimney for't, out here? _El. Lo._ Mistris, another in my place, that were not tyed to believe all your actions just, would apprehend himself wrong'd: But I whose vertues are constancy and obedience. _La._ _Younglove_, make a good fire above to warm me after my servants _Exordiums_. _El. Lo._ I have heard and seen your affability to be such, that the servants you give wages to may speak. _La._ 'Tis true, 'tis true; but they speak to th' purpose. _El. Lo._ Mistris, your will leads my speeches from the purpose. But as a man-- _La._ A _Simile_ servant? This room was built for honest meaners, that deliver themselves hastily and plainly, and are gone. Is this a time or place for _Exordiums_, and _Similes_ and _Metaphors_? If you have ought to say, break into't: my answers shall very reasonably meet you. _El. Lo._ Mistris I came to see you. _La._ That's happily dispatcht, the next. _El. Lo._ To take leave of you. _La._ To be gone? _El. Lo._ Yes. _La._ You need not have despair'd of that, nor have us'd so many circumstances to win me to give you leave to perform my command; is there a third? _El. Lo._ Yes, I had a third had you been apt to hear it. _La._ I? Never apter. Fast (good servant) fast. _El. Lo._ 'Twas to intreat you to hear reason. _La._ Most willingly, have you brought one can speak it?