Ori. I obey you, Sir, in all.
Nant. And how! how, daughters! what say you to these Gentlemen?
What say ye, Gentlemen, to the Girles?
Pen. By my troth—if she can love me.
Lil. —How long?
Pin. Nay, if once ye love.
Lil. Then take me,
And take your chance.
Pin. Most willingly, ye are mine, Lady:
And if I use ye not, that ye may love me.
Lil. A Match i' faith.
Pin. Why now ye travel with me.
Ros. How that thing stands!