e
lookt extreame pale. Now, sir, when she comes to speake her parte, and
said, I _Hippolyta_ take thee _Charles_, he began to faint for joy, then
saying to my wedded husband, he began to sinke, but then going forth too,
for better for worse, he could stand no longer, but with very conceit,
it seemd, that she whom he tendred as the best of all things, should
pronounce the worst, and for his sake too, he suncke down right, and
died sodenly: And thus being halfe married, and her halfe husband wholy
dead, I hope I may with discretion affirme her, halfe a maide, halfe a
wife, and halfe a widdowe: do ye conceive me Sir?

_Bul_. O Lord Sir, I devoure you quicke; and now Sir I beseech you open
unto me your tother Lady, what is shee?

_Will_. Ile answere for her, because I know her Ladiship to be a perfect
maide indeed.

_Bul_. How canst thou know that?

_Will_. Passing perfectly I warrant ye.

_Ia_. By measuring her necke twice, and trying if it will come about hir
forehead, and slip over her nose?

_Will_. No Sir no, by a rule that will not slip so I warrant you, which
for her honours sake I will let slip unto you. Gods so _Iack_, I thinke
they have supt.

_Ia_. Bir Lady we have waited well the while.

_Will_. Well though they have lost their attendance, let not us lose our
supper, _Iack_.

_Ia_. I doe not meane it; come Sir you shall goe in, and drinke with us
yfaith.

_Bul_. _Pardonne moy, mounsieur_.

_both_. No pardoning in truth Sir.

_Bul. Ie vous remercie de bon Ceur_.

[_Exeunt_.

SCAENA 2.

_Enter Goosecappe, Rudesby, Fouleweather, Eugenia,
Hippol., Penelope, Wynne_.

_Rud_. A plague on you, sweet Ladies, tis not so late; what needed you
to have made so short a supper?

_Goos_. In truth Sir _Cutt_. we might have tickled the vanity ant an
howre longer, if my watch be trustible.

_Foul_. I but how should theis beauties know that Sir _Gyles_? your
watch is mortall, and may erre.

_Go_. Thats sooth Captaine, but doe you heare honest friend, pray take a
light, and see if the moone shine, I have a Sunne Diall will resolue
presently.

_Fo_. Howsoever beleeve it, Ladies, tis unwholesome, uncourtly,
unpleasant to eate hastely, and rise sodainly; a man can shew no
discourse, no witt, no stirring, no variety, no pretty conceits, to make
the meate goe downe emphatically.

_Eu_. _Wynnefred_.

_Wyn_. Madam.

_Eu_. I prethee goe to my uncle the Lord _Monford_