Mich. We shall know shortly more, apply your own care
At home good Alice, and trust him to my counsel,
Nay, do not weep, all shall be well, despair not. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Enter Sebastian, and a Servant.
Seb. At Valentines house so merry?
Ser. As a pie Sir.
Seb. So gamesom dost thou say?
Ser. I am sure I heard it.
Seb. Ballads, and Fidles too?
Ser. No, but one Fidle;
But twenty noyses.