rst, (suppose he were now to come from riding or hunting, or so,) he
has his trumpet to sound, and then the waiting-gentlewoman she looks out,
and then he speaks, and then she speaks, -- very pretty, i'faith, gentlemen.

FAST. Why, but do you remember no particulars, signior?

SOG. O, yes, sir, first, the gentlewoman, she looks out at the window.

CAR. After the trumpet has summon'd a parle, not before?

SOG. No, sir, not before; and then says he, -- ha, ha, ha, ha!

CAR. What says he? be not rapt so.

SOG. Says he, -- ha, ha, ha, ha!

FAST. Nay, speak, speak.

SOG. Ha, ha, ha! -- says he, God save you, says he; -- ha, ha!

CAR. Was this the ridiculous motive to all this passion?

SOG. Nay, that that comes after is, -- ha, ha, ha, ha!

CAR. Doubtless he apprehends more than he utters, this fellow; or else --
[A CRY OF HOUNDS WITHIN.

SOG. List, list, they are come from hunting; stand by, close under this
terras, and you shall see it done better than I can show it.

CAR. So it had need, 'twill scarce poise the observation else.

SOG. Faith, I remember all, but the manner of it is quite out of my head.

FAST. O, withdraw, withdraw, it cannot be but a most pleasing object.
[THEY STAND ASIDE.

ENTER PUNTARVOLO, FOLLOWED BY HIS HUNTSMAN LEADING A GREYHOUND.
PUNT. Forester, give wind to thy horn. -- Enough; by this the sound hath
touch'd the ears of the inclos'd: depart, leave the dog, and take with
thee what thou has deserved, the horn and thanks.
[EXIT HUNTSMAN.

CAR. Ay, marry, there is some taste in this.

FAST. Is't not good?

SOG. Ah, peace; now above, now above!
[A WAITING-GENTLEWOMAN APPEARS AT THE WINDOW.

PUNT. Stay; mine eye hath, on the instant, through the bounty of the
window, received the form of a nymph. I will step forward three paces; of
the which, I will barely retire one; and, after some little flexure of the
knee, with an erected grace salute her; one, two, and three! Sweet lady,
God save you!

GENT. [ABOVE.] No, forsooth; I am but the waiting-gentlewoman.

CAR. He knew that before.

PUNT. Pardon me: 'humanum est errare'.

CAR. He learn'd that of his chaplain.

PUNT. To the perfection of compliment (which is the dial of the thought,
and guided by the sun of your beauties,) are required these three specials;
the gnomon, the pu