Wit. With purpoſe, yet, to put him out I hope To his beſt vſe?
Mer. Yes, Sir.
Wit. For that ſmall part, That I am truſted with, put off your care: 25 I would not loſe to doe it, for the mirth, Will follow of it; and well, I haue a fancy.
Mer. Sir, that will make it well.
Wit. You will report it ſo. Where muſt I haue my dreſſing?
Ing. At my houſe, Sir.
Mer. You ſhall haue caution, Sir, for what he yeelds, 30 To ſix pence.
Wit. You ſhall pardon me. I will ſhare, Sir, I’ your ſports, onely: nothing i’ your purchaſe. But you muſt furniſh mee with complements, To th’ manner of Spaine; my coach, my guarda duenn’as;
Mer. Ingine’s your Pro’uedor. But, Sir, I muſt 35 (Now I’haue entred truſt wi’ you, thus farre) Secure ſtill i’ your quality, acquaint you With ſomewhat, beyond this. The place, deſign’d To be the Scene, for this our mery matter, Becauſe it muſt haue countenance of women, 40 To draw diſcourse, and offer it, is here by, At the Lady Taile-buſhes.
Wit. I know her, Sir. And her Gentleman huiſher.