_Elder Lo._ By this light, by all the pleasures I have had this night, by
your lost maidenhead, you are cozened meerly. I have cast beyond your wit.
That Gentleman is your retainer _Welford_.
_Lady._ It cannot be so.
_Elder Lo._ Your Sister has found it so, or I mistake, mark how she
blushes when you see her next. Ha, ha, ha, I shall not travel now, ha, ha,
ha.
_Lady._ Prethee sweet heart be quiet, thou hast angred me at heart.
_Elder Lo._ I'le please you soon again.
_La._ Welford?
_Elder Lo._ I _Welford_, hee's a young handsome fellow, well bred and
landed, your Sister can instruct you in his good parts, better than I by
this time.
_Lady._ Uds foot am I fetcht over thus?
_Elder Lo._ Yes i'faith.
And over shall be fetcht again, never fear it.
_Lady._ I must be patient, though it torture me:
You have got the Sun Sir.
_Elder Lo._ And the Moon too, in which I'le be the man.
_Lady._ But had I known this, had I but surmiz'd it, you should have
hunted three trains more, before you had come to th' course, you should
have hankt o'th' bridle, Sir, i'faith.
_El. Lo._ I knew it, and min'd with you, and so blew you up.
Now you may see the Gentlewoman: stand close.
_Enter_ Welford, _and_ Martha.
_Mar._ For Gods sake Sir, be private in this business,
You have undone me else. O God, what have I done?
_Wel._ No harm I warrant thee.
_Mar._ How shall I look upon my friends again?
With what face?
_Wel._ Why e'ne with that: 'tis a good one, thou canst not find a better:
look upon all the faces thou shall see there, and you shall find 'em
smooth still, fair still, sweet still, and to your thinking honest; those
have done as much as you have yet, or dare doe Mistris, and yet they keep
no stir.
_Mar._ Good Sir goe in, and put your womans cloaths on:
If you be seen thus, I am lost for ever.
_Wel._ I'le watch you for that Mistris: I am no fool, here will I tarry
till the house be up and witness with me.
_Mar._ Good dear friend goe in.
_Wel._ To bed again if you please, else I am fixt here till there be
notice taken what I am, and what I have done: if you could juggle me into
my woman-hood again, and so cog me out of your company, all this would be
forsworn, and I again an _asinego_, as your Sister left me. No, I'le have
it known and publisht; then if you'le be a whore, forsake me and be
asham'd: and when you can hold no longer, marry some cast _Cleve Captain_,
and sell Bottle-ale.
_Mar._ I dare not stay Sir, use me modestly, I am your wife.
_Wel._ Goe in, I'le make up all.
_Elder Lo._ I'le be a witness of your naked truth Sir: this is the
Gentlewoman, prethee look upon him, that is he that made me break my faith
sweet: but thank your Sister, she hath soder'd it.
_Lady._ What a dull ass was I, I could not see this wencher from a wench:
twenty to one, if I had been but tender like my Sister, he had served me
such a slippery trick too.
_Wel._ Twenty to one I had.
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