_Wel._ Sir, my name calls me _Welford_. _Roger._ Sir, you are a Gentleman of a good name. I'le try his wit. _Wel._ I will uphold it as good as any of my Ancestors had this two hundred years Sir. _Roger._ I knew a worshipfull and a Religious Gentleman of your name in the Bishoprick of _Durham_. Call you him Cousen? _Wel._ I am only allyed to his vertues Sir. _Roger._ It is modestly said: I should carry the badge of your Christianity with me too. _Wel._ What's that, a Cross? there's a tester. _Roger._ I mean the name which your God-fathers and God-mothers gave you at the Font. _Wel._ 'Tis _Harry_: but you cannot proceed orderly now in your Catechism: for you have told me who gave me that name. Shall I beg your name? _Roger._ _Roger._ _Wel._ What room fill you in this house? _Roger._ More rooms than one. _Wel._ The more the merrier: but may my boldness know, why your Lady hath sent you to decypher my name? _Roger._ Her own words were these: To know whether you were a formerly denyed Suitor, disguised in this message: for I can assure you she delights not in _Thalame_: _Hymen_ and she are at variance, I shall return with much hast. [_Exit_ Roger. _Wel._ And much speed Sir, I hope: certainly I am arrived amongst a Nation of new found fools, on a Land where no Navigator has yet planted wit; if I had foreseen it, I would have laded my breeches with bells, knives, copper, and glasses, to trade with women for their virginities: yet I fear, I should have betrayed my self to a needless charge then: here's the walking night-cap again. _Enter_ Roger. _Roger._ Sir, my Ladies pleasure is to see you: who hath commanded me to acknowledge her sorrow, that you must take the pains to come up for so bad entertainment. _Wel._ I shall obey your Lady that sent it, and acknowledge you that brought it to be your Arts Master. _Rog._ I am but a Batchelor of Art, Sir; and I have the mending of all under this roof, from my Lady on her down-bed, to the maid in the Pease-straw. _Wel._ A Cobler, Sir? _Roger._ No Sir, I inculcate Divine Service within these Walls. _Wel._ But the Inhabitants of this house do often imploy you on errands without any scruple of Conscience. _Rog._ Yes, I do take the air many mornings on foot, three or four miles for eggs: but why move you that? _Wel._ To know whether it might become your function to bid my man to neglect his horse a little to attend on me. _Roger._ Most properly Sir. _Wel._ I pray you doe so then: the whilst I will attend your Lady. You direct all this house in the true way? _Roger._ I doe Sir. _Wel._ And this door I hope conducts to your Lady? _Rog._ Your understanding is ingenious. [_Ex. severally._ _Enter young_ Loveless _and_ Savil, _with a writing._ _Sa._ By your favour Sir, you shall pardon me? _Yo. Lo._ I shall bear your favour Sir, cross me no more; I say they shall come in. _Savil._ Sir, you forget who I am?