Hau. So the old Man’s possest too—Why, what a Devil ails you, Sir? [Goes roughly to him. Car. From whence come you, Sir? and what are you? Hau. _Gload_, let’s be gone, for we shall be transmigrated into some strange Shapes anon, for all the House is inchanted. Who am I, quoth ye? before I came you all knew me; and now you are very well acquainted with me, you have forgot me. Car. If you be my Son _Haunce_, how came you here? Hau. If I be your Son _Haunce_, where should I be else? 324 Car. Above with your Wife, not below amongst the Maids. Hau. What Wife? what Wife? Ha, ha, ha, do not provoke me, lest I take you a slap in the Face, I tell you that now. Car. Oh, I find by his Humour this is he, and I am finely cheated and abus’d. I’ll up and know the Truth. [Goes out. Hau. And so will I. [Follows. Glo. Why, but Mistress _Olinda_, you have not, indeed, forgot me, have you? Olin. For my Lover I have, but perhaps I may call you to mind, as my Servant hereafter. Glo. Since you are so proud and so fickle, you shall stand hereafter as a Cypher with me; and I’ll begin upon a new Account with this pretty Maid: what say you forsooth? Dor. I am willing enough to get a Husband as young as I am. Glo. Why, that’s well said, give your Hand upon the Bargain—God-ha’-Mercy, with all my Heart, i’faith. [Go in. [Scene draws off, discovers a Chamber. Enter _Alonzo_, _Euphemia_, and _Lovis_; to them _Carlo_, _Haunce_, and the rest. Car. Oh, I am cheated, undone, abus’d. Lov. How, Sir, and where? [_Haunce_ sees _Alonzo_ drest like him, goes gazing about him, and on himself, calling _Gload_ to do the same. Car. Nay, I know not how, or where; but so I am: and when I find it, I’ll turn you all out of Doors. Who are you, Sir? quickly tell me. Alon. If you be in such haste, take the shortest Account, I am your Son. Car. I mean, Sir, what’s your Name, and which of you is _Haunce van Ezel?_ Hau. Ay, which of us is _Haunce van Ezel?_ tell us that, Sir; we shall handle ye i’faith now— 325 Alon. He, Sir, can best inform you. [Pointing to _Haunce_. Hau. Who, I! I know no more than the great Turk, not I, which of us is me; my Hat, my Feather, my Suit, and my Garniture all over, faith now; and I believe this is me, for I’ll trust my Eyes before any other Sense about me. What say’st thou now, _Gload?_ guess which of us is thy own natural Master now if thou canst. Glo. Which, Sir?—why—let me see—let me see, [Turns them both about. fakes, I cannot tell, Sir. Car. Come, come, the Cheat is plain, and I’ll not be fobb’d off, therefore tell me who you are, Sir. [To _Alonzo_. Alon. One that was very unwilling to have put this Trick upon you, if I could have persuaded _Euphemia_ to have been kind on any other Terms, but nothing would down with her but Matrimony. Car. How long have you known her? Alon. Faith, Sir, too long by at least an Hour. Car. I say again, what are you, Sir? Alon. A Man I am, and they call me _Alonzo_.