Lam. I pray you see the Masque, my Lord.
Ana. 'Tis early night yet.
Gen. O if it be so late, take me along:
I would not give advantage to ill tongues
To tax my being here, without your presence
To be my warrant.
Vit. You might spare this, Sister,
Knowing with whom I leave you; one that is
By your allowance, and his choice, your Servant,
And may my councel and perswasion work it,
Your husband speedily: For your entertainment
My thanks; I will not rob you of the means
To do your Mistriss some acceptable service
In waiting on her to my house.
Gen. My Lord.
Vit. As you respect me, without farther trouble
Retire, and fast those pleasures prepar'd for you,
And leave me to my own ways.
Lam. When you please Sir. [Exeunt.
Scæna Secunda.
Enter Malroda, and Alguazier.
Mal. You'll leave my Chamber?