_Const._ Sir, having received information that the body of a murdered man is concealed in your house, I am come, according to my duty, to make search and discover the truth.--Stand to my assistance, gentlemen. _Sir Jol._ A murdered man, sir? _Sir Dav._ Yes, a murdered man, sir. Sir Jolly, Sir Jolly, I am sorry to see a person of your character and figure in the parish concerned in a murder, I say. _Sir Jol._ Here's a dog! here's a rogue for you! here's a villain! here's a cuckoldy son of his mother! I never knew a cuckold in my life that was not a false rogue in his heart; there are no honest fellows living but whore-masters. Hark you, sir, what a pox do you mean? you had best play the fool, and spoil all, you had; what's all this for? _Sir Dav._ When your worship's come to be hanged, you'll find the meaning on't, sir. I say once more, search the house. _Const._ It shall be done, sir. Come along, friends. [_Exeunt_ Constable _and_ Watch. _Sir Jol._ Search my house! O Lord! search my house! what will become of me? I shall lose my reputation with man and woman, and nobody will ever trust me again. O Lord! search my house! all will be discovered, do what I can! I'll sing a song like a dying swan, and try to give them warning. Go from the window, my love, my love, my love, Go from the window, my dear; The wind and the rain Have brought 'em back again, And thou canst have no lodging here.[56] O Lord! search my house! _Sir Dav._ Break down that door, I'll have that door broke open; break down that door, I say. [_Knocking within._ _Sir Jol._ Very well done; break down my doors, break down my walls, gentlemen! plunder my house! ravish my maids! Ah, cursed be cuckolds, cuckolds, constables, and cuckolds! _A door is opened and discovers_ BEAUGARD _and_ Lady DUNCE. _Re-enter_ Constable _and_ Watch. _Beau._ Stand off! by Heaven, the first that comes here comes upon his death. _Sir Dav._ Sir, your humble servant; I'm glad to see you are alive again with all my heart. Gentlemen, here's no harm done, gentlemen; here's nobody murdered, gentlemen; the man's alive, again, gentlemen; but here's my wife, gentlemen, and a fine gentleman with her, gentlemen; and Master Constable, I hope you'll bear me witness, Master Constable. _Sir Jol._ That he's a cuckold, Master Constable. [_Aside._ _Beau._ Hark ye, ye curs, keep off from snapping at my heels, or I shall so feague[57] ye. _Sir Jol._ Get ye gone, ye dogs, ye rogues, ye night-toads of the parish dungeon; disturb my house at these unseasonable hours! get ye out of my doors, get ye gone, or I'll brain ye, dogs, rogues, villains! [_Exeunt_ Constable _and_ Watch.