Enter Thomas, Dorothy, and Mary: then Sebastian, and Launcelot.
Val. These Jewels I have known.
Dor. You have made brave sport.
Tho. I'le make more, if I live Wench,
Nay do not look on me; I care not for ye.
Lan. Do you see now plain? that's Mistris Dorothy,
And that's his Mistris.
Seb. Peace, let my joy work easily,
Ha, boy! art there my boy? mine own boy, Tom, boy,
Home Lance, and strike a fresh piece of Wine, the Town's ours.
Val. Sure, I have know[n] these Jewels.
Alice. They are they, certain.
Val. Good Heaven, that they were.
Alice. I'le pawn my life on't,
And this is he; come hither Mistris Dorothy,
And Mistris Mary: who does that face look like;
And view my Brother well?