Seb. Seek the Boy: and bid him wait
My pleasure in the morning: mark what house
He is in, and what he does: and truly tell me.
Ser. I will not fail, Sir.
Seb. If ye do, I'le hang ye. [Exeunt.
SCENE III.
Enter Thomas, Hylas, and Sam.
Tho. Keep you the back door there, and be sure
None of her servants enter, or go out,
If any Woman pass, she is lawful prize, Boys,
Cut off all convoyes.
Hyl. Who shall answer this?
Tho. Why, I shall answer it, you fearful widgeon,
I shall appear to th' action.
Hyl. May we discourse too,
On honourable terms?
Tho. With any Gentlewoman
That shall appear at window: ye may rehearse too
By your commission safely, some sweet parcels
Of Poetry to a Chamber-maid.