_Kate._ Has he catch'd the Rogue, I wonder? _Enter the_ KING _and the_ MILLER. _Mar._ Who have you got? _Mil._ I have brought thee a Stranger, _Madge_; thou must give him a Supper, and a Lodging if thou can'st. _Mar._ You have got a better Stranger of your own, I can tell you: _Dick_'s come. _Mil._ _Dick!_ Where is he? Why _Dick!_ How is't my Lad? _Dick._ Very well, I thank you, Father. _King._ A little more and you had push'd me down. _Mil._ Faith, Sir, you must excuse me; I was over-joy'd to see my Boy. He has been at _London_, and I have not seen him these four Yerrs. _King._ Well, I shall once in my Life have the Happiness of being treated as a common Man; and of seeing human Nature without Disguise. [_Aside._] _Mil._ What has brought thee Home so unexpected? _Dick._ You will know that presently. _Mil._ Of that by-and-by then. We have got the King down in the Forest a hunting this Season, and this honest Gentleman, who came down with his Majesty from _London_, has been with 'em to Day it seems, and has lost his Way. Come, _Madge_, see what thou can'st get for Supper. Kill a Couple of the best Fowls; and go you, _Kate_, and draw a Pitcher of Ale. We are famous, Sir, at _Mansfield_, for good Ale, and for honest Fellows that know how to drink it. _King._ Good Ale will be acceptable at present, for I am very dry. But pray, how came your Son to leave you, and go to _London_? _Mil._ Why, that's a Story which _Dick_, perhaps, won't like to have told. _King._ Then I don't desire to hear it. _Enter_ KATE _with an Earthen Pitcher of Ale, and a Horn_. _Mil._ So, now do you go help your Mother. Sir, my hearty Service to you. _King._ Thank ye, Sir. This plain Sincerity and Freedom, is a Happiness unknown to Kings. [_Aside._] _Mil._ Come, Sir. _King._ _Richard_, my Service to you. _Dick._ Thank you, Sir. _Mil._ Well, _Dick_, and how do'st thou like _London_? Come, tell us what thou hast seen. _Dick._ Seen! I have seen the Land of Promise. _Mil._ The Land of Promise! What dost thou mean? _Dick._ The Court, Father. _Mil._ Thou wilt never leave joking. _Dick._ To be serious then, I have seen the Disappointment of all my Hopes and Expectations; and that's more than one would wish to see. _Mil._ What, would the great Man thou wast recommended to, do nothing at all for thee at last? _Dick._ Why, yes; he would promise me to the last. _Mil._ Zoons! do the Courtiers think their Dependants can eat Promises!