Winw. Yes, here they be, and maiden ones too, unwritten in.
Grace. The fitter for what they may be employed in. You shall write either of you here a word or a name, what you like best, but of two or three syllables at most; and the next person that comes this way, because Destiny has a high hand in business of this nature, I’ll demand which of the two words he or she doth approve, and, according to that sentence, fix my resolution and affection without change.
Quar. Agreed; my word is conceived already.
Winw. And mine shall not be long creating after.
Grace. But you shall promise, gentlemen, not to be curious to know which of you it is, taken; but give me leave to conceal that, till you have brought me either home, or where I may safely tender myself.
Winw. Why, that’s but equal.
Quar. We are pleased.
Grace. Because I will bind both your endeavours to work together friendly and jointly each to the other’s fortune, and have myself fitted with some means, to make him that is forsaken a part of amends.
Quar. These conditions are very courteous. Well, my word is out of the Arcadia, then; Argalus.
Winw. And mine out of the Play Palemon.