Wife. And so they may i'faith, for I dare speak it boldly, the twelve Companies of London cannot match him, timber for timber: well George, and he be not inveigled by some of these paltery Players, I ha much marvel: but George we ha done our parts, if the Boy have any grace to be thankful.
Cit. Yes, I warrant you duckling.
Enter Humphrey and Luce.
Hum. Good Mistriss Luce, how ever I in fault am,
For your lame horse; you're welcome unto Waltham.
But which way now to go, or what to say
I know not truly till it be broad day.
Luce. O fear not master Humphrey, I am guide
For this place good enough.
Hum. Then up and ride,
Or if it please you, walk for your repose,
Or sit, or if you will, go pluck a Rose:
Either of which shall be indifferent,
To your good friend and Humphrey, whose consent
Is so intangled ever to your will,
As the poor harmless horse is to the [M]ill.
Luce. Faith and you say the word, we'll e'n sit down,
And take a nap.
Hum. 'Tis better in the Town,
Where we may nap together: for believe me,
To sleep without a snatch would mickle grieve me.
Luce. You're merry master Humphrey.
Hum. So I am,
And have been ever merry from my Dam.