Wittipol, and Manly and Mistr. Fitz-dottrel enter.
Wit. How now, what play ha’ we here.
Man. What fine, new matters?
Wit. The Cockſcomb, and the Couerlet.
Mer. O ſtrang impudēce! 40 That theſe ſhould come to face their ſinne!
Eve. And out-face Iuſtice, they are the parties, Sir.
Pov. Say nothing.
Mer. Did you marke, Sir, vpon their comming in, How he call’d Wittipol.
Eve. And neuer ſaw ’hem.
Pov. I warrant you did I, let ’hem play a while. 45