Olin. As it use to be? Oh ignorance! I see these young Wenches are not arriv’d yet to bare Imagination: Well, I must order it my self, I see that.
Dor. Why, Olinda, I hope they will not go just to Bed upon their marrying, without some signs of a Wedding, as Fiddles, and Dancing, and so forth.
Olin. Good Lord, what Joys you have found out for the first Night of a young Bride and Bridegroom. Fiddles and Dancing, ha, ha, ha! they’ll be much merrier by themselves, than Fiddles and Dancing can make them, you Fool.
Enter Haunce and Gload.
Bless me! what is’t I see! [Stares on Haunce.
Hau. Why! what the Devil means she? look about me, Gload, and see what I have that’s so terrible.
Olin. Oh, I have no Power to stir, it is a Sprite.
Hau. What does she mean now, Gload?
Glo. She desires to be satisfy’d whether we be Flesh and Blood, Sir, I believe.
Hau. Do’st see nothing that’s Devil-wise about me?