Tho. Try that out soon, I say, my Brother Hylas.
Sam. Take her, and use her well, she's a brave Gentlewoman.
Hyl. You must allow me another Mistriss.
Dor. Then you must allow me another Servant.
Hyl. Well, let's together then, a lusty kindred.
Seb. I'le give thee five hundred pound more for that word.
Ma. Now Sir, for you and I to make the feast full.
Tho. No, not a bit, you are a vertuous Lady,
And love to live in contemplation.
Ma. Come fool, I am friends now.
Tho. The fool shall not ride ye,
There lye my Woman, now my man again,
And now for travel once more.