_And._ Will you so, will you so, Sir? I'le make one to eat it, I may
chance make you stagger too.
_Bri._ No answer, _Lilly_?
_Lil._ One word about the Linen; I'le be ready, and rest your Worships
still.
_And._ And I'le rest w'ye, you shall see what rest 'twill be. Are ye so
nimble? a man had need have ten pair of ears to watch you.
_Bri._ Wait on your Master, for I know he wants ye, and keep him in his
Study, that the noise do not molest him. I will not fail my _Lilly_--Come
in, sweet-hearts, all to their several duties. [_Exeunt._
_And._ Are you kissing ripe, Sir? Double but my Farm, and kiss her till
thy heart ake. These Smock-vermine, how eagerly they leap at old mens
kisses, they lick their lips at profit, not at pleasure; and if 't were
not for the scurvy name of Cuckold, he should lie with her. I know she'll
labour at length with a good Lordship. If he had a Wife now, but that's
all one, I'le fit him. I must up unto my Master, he'll be mad with Study--
[_Exit._
ACTUS III. SCENA III.
_Enter_ Charles.
_Char._ What a noise is in this house? my head is broken, within a
Parenthesis, in every corner, as if the Earth were shaken with some
strange Collect, there are stirs and motions. What Planet rules this
house?
_Enter_ Andrew.
Who's there?
_And._ 'Tis I, Sir, faithful _Andrew_.
_Char._ Come near, and lay thine ear down; hear'st no noise?
_And.
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