_To._ What? have you the cause natural for it? y'are a very learned drunkard: I believe I shall miss some of my silver spoons with your learning. The nuptial night will not moisten your throat sufficiently, but the morning likewise must rain her dews into your gluttonous weasand. _Qu._ An't please you, sir, we did but drink (ump) to the coming off of the knightly bridegroom. _To._ To the coming off an' him? 19 _Qu._ Ay, forsooth, we drunk to his coming on (ump) when we went to bed; and now we are up, we must drink to his coming off: for that's the chief honour of a soldier, sir; and therefore we must drink so much the more to it, forsooth (ump). _To._ A very capital reason! So that you go to bed late, and rise early to commit drunkenness; you fulfil the scripture very sufficient wickedly, forsooth. _Qu._ The knight's men, forsooth, be still o' their knees at it (ump), and because 'tis for your credit, sir, I would be loth to flinch. 30 _To._ I pray, sir, e'en to 'hem again then; y'are one of the separated crew, one of my wife's faction, and my young lady's, with whom, and with their great match, I will have nothing to do. _Qu._ So, sir, now I will go keep my (ump) credit with 'hem, an't please you, sir. _To._ In any case, sir, lay one cup of sack more o' your cold stomach, I beseech you. 38 _Qu._ Yes, forsooth. [_Exit_ QUICKSILVER. _To._ This is for my credit! servants ever maintain drunkenness in their master's house for their master's credit; a good idle serving-man's reason. I thank time the night is past; I ne'er waked to such cost; I think we have stowed more sorts of flesh in our bellies than ever Noah's ark received; and for wine, why my house turns giddy with it, and more noise in it than at a conduit. Ay me! even beasts condemn our gluttony. Well, 'tis our city's fault, which, because we commit seldom, we commit the more sinfully; we lose no time in our sensuality, but we make amends for it. O that we would do so in virtue, and religious negligences! But see here are all the sober parcels my house can show; I'll eavesdrop, hear what thoughts they utter this morning. 54 _Enter_ GOLDING _and_ MILDRED. _Go._ But is it possible that you, seeing your sister preferred to the bed of a knight, should contain your affections in the arms of a prentice? _Mi._ I had rather make up the garment of my affections in some of the same piece, than, like a fool, wear gowns of two colours, or mix sackcloth with satin.