_Pe._ Thanks, kind Captain Seagull, she's one I love dearly, and must not be known till we be free from all that know us. And so, gentlemen, here's to her health. 78 _Ambo._ Let it come, worthy colonel; we do hunger and thirst for it. _Pe._ Afore heaven! you have hit the phrase of one that her presence will touch from the foot to the forehead, if ye knew it. _Sp._ Why, then, we will join his forehead with her health, sir; and Captain Scapethrift, here's to 'hem both. _Enter_ SECURITY _and_ BRAMBLE. _Sec._ See, see, Master Bramble, 'fore heaven! their voyage cannot but prosper; they are o' their knees for success to it! _Br._ And they pray to god Bacchus. 90 _Sec._ God save my brave colonel, with all his tall captains and corporals. See, sir, my worshipful learned counsel, Master Bramble, is come to take his leave of you. _Pe._ Worshipful Master Bramble, how far do you draw us into the sweet-briar of your kindness! Come, Captain Seagull, another health to this rare Bramble, that hath never a prick about him. _Sea._ I pledge his most smooth disposition, sir. Come, Master Security, bend your supporters, and pledge this notorious health here. 101 _Sec._ Bend you yours likewise, Master Bramble; for it is you shall pledge me. _Sea._ Not so, Master Security; he must not pledge his own health. _Sec._ No, Master Captain? _Enter_ QUICKSILVER _with_ WINNY _disguised_. Why, then, here's one is fitly come to do him that honour. _Qu._ Here's the gentlewoman your cousin, sir, whom, with much entreaty, I have brought to take her leave of you in a tavern; ashamed whereof, you must pardon her if she put not off her mask. 112 _Pe._ Pardon me, sweet cousin; my kind desire to see you before I went, made me so importunate to entreat your presence here. _Sec._ How now, Master Francis? have you honoured this presence with a fair gentlewoman? _Qu._ Pray, sir, take you no notice of her, for she will not be known to you. _Sec._ But my learned counsel, Master Bramble here, I hope he may know her. 121 _Qu._ No more than you, sir, at this time; his learning must pardon her. _Sec._ Well, God pardon her for my part, and I do, I'll be sworn; and so, Master Francis, here's to all that are going eastward to-night towards Cuckold's Haven;[69] and so to the health of Master Bramble. _Qu._ I pledge it, sir. Hath it gone round, Captain? _Sea._ It has, sweet Frank; and the round closes with thee. 130 _Qu._ Well, sir, here's to all eastward and toward cuckolds, and so to famous Cuckold's Haven, so fatally remembered.