nd too sound a Body becomes me not;
Farewel, _Sanchio_.

[Exeunt.

[Enter a Servant of _Michael Perez_.]

Servant:

'Tis this or that house, or I have lost my aim,
They are both fair buildings, she walked plaguy fast,

[Enter _Estifania_.]

And hereabouts I lost her; stay, that's she,
'Tis very she,--she makes me a low court'sie,
Let me note the place, the street I well remember.

[Exit.

She is in again, certain some noble Lady.
How happy should I be if she love my master:
176] A wondrous goodly house, here are brave lodgings,
And I shall sleep now like an Emperour,
And eat abundantly: I thank my fortune,
I'll back with speed, and bring him happy tidings.

[Exit.

[Enter three old Ladies.]

1 Lady:

What should it mean, that in such haste
We are sent for?

2 Lady:

Belike the Lady _Margaret_ has some business
She would break to us in private.

3 Lady:

It should seem so.
'Tis a good Lady, and a wise young Lady.

2 Lady:

And vertuous enough too I warrant ye
For a young Woman of her years; 'tis pity
To load her tender Age with too much Vertue.

3 Lady:

'Tis more sometimes than we can well away with.

[Enter _Altea_.]

Altea:

Good morrow, Ladies.

All:

'Morrow, my good Madam.

1 Lady:

How does the sweet young Beauty, Lady _Margaret_?

2 Lady:

Has she slept well after her walk last night?

1 Lady:

Are her dreams gentle to her mind?

Altea:

All's well,
She's very well, she sent for you thus suddenly
To give her counsel in a business
That much concerns her.

2 Lady:

She does well and wisely,
To ask the counsel of the ancientst, Madam,
Our years have run through many things she knows not.

Altea:

She would fain marry.

1 Lady:

'Tis a proper calling,
And well beseems her years, who would she yoke with?

Altea:

That's left to argue on, I pray come in
And break your fast, drink a good cup or two,
To strengthen your understandings, then she'l tell ye.

2 Lady:

And good wine bre