By your leave good people a little.
3.
What's the matter?
Phil.
I pray you my friend, do not thrust my Mistress so, she's with
Child.
2.
Let her look to her self then, has she not had showing enough yet? if she stay shouldring here, she may haps go home with a cake in her belly.
3.
How now, goodman squitter-breech, why do you lean on me?
Phi.