Eit. Let Mr. Etherſide alone, Madame.
Pov. Do you heare? Call in the Conſtable, I will haue him by: 10 H’is the Kings Officer! and ſome Cittizens, [167] Of credit! I’ll diſcharge my conſcience clearly.
Mer. Yes, Sir, and ſend for his wife.
Eve. And the two Sorcerers, By any meanes!
Tay. I thought one a true Lady, I ſhould be ſworne. So did you, Eyther-ſide? 15
Eit. Yes, by that light, would I might ne’r ſtir elſe, Tailbuſh.
Tay. And the other a ciuill Gentleman.
Eve. But, Madame, You know what I told your Ladyſhip.
Tay. I now ſee it: I was prouiding of a banquet for ’hem. After I had done inſtructing o’ the fellow 20 De-uile, the Gentlemans man.
Mer. Who’s found a thiefe, Madam. And to haue rob’d your Vsher, Maſter Ambler, This morning.