[ Scene I.] A Chamber of State [in Lambert’s House].
Enter L. Lambert, Gilliflower, and Women-servants.
L. Lam. Gilliflower, has none been here to ask for any of my People, in order to his approach to me?
Gill. None, Madam.
L. Lam. Madam! How dull thou art? wo’t never learn to give me a better Title than such an one as foolish Custom bestows on every common Wench?
Gill. Pardon my Ignorance, Madam.
L. Lam. Again Madam?
Gill. Really, Madam, I shou’d be glad to know by what other Title you wou’d be distinguish’d?
L. Lam. Abominable dull! Do’st thou not know on what score my Dear is gone to Wallingford House?
Gill. I cannot divine, Madam.