[ Scene III.] Surelove’s House.
Enter Ranter and [Jeffery] her Coachman.
Ran. Here, Jeffery, ye drunken Dog, set your Coach and Horses up, I’ll not go till the cool of the Evening, I love to ride in Fresco.
Enter a Boy.
Coach. Yes, after hard drinking— Aside. It shall be done, Madam. [Exit.]
Ran. How now, Boy, is Madam Surelove at home?
Boy. Yes, Madam.
Ran. Go tell her I am here, Sirrah.
Boy. Who are you pray forsooth?
Ran. Why, you Son [of a Baboon], don’t you know me?