There is no comfort in the world,
To women that are kind. Here, Sir, I’le drinke to you.
Mis. I would she would come away once: Now, methinks,
I could performe. And see! but wish and haue.
Enter Atlanta.
Atlan. Oh, are you come? I see you keep your houre.
Mis. I should be sorry else.
Atl. Nay, keepe your place.
Mis. Will you sit downe then? Sirrah? Walke aloofe.
Atl. Let him be doing something. Here, take this.