Boy. So let them go, and whilst they are astonish'd
Let us presently upon the rest now suddenly.
Lur. Off, off, and up agen, when we are near the parlor,
Art sure thou knowst the Chest?
Boy. Though it were ith'dark Sir,
I can go to't.
Lur. On then and be happy. [Exit.
Enter Tobie.
Tob. How my haunches quake, is the thing here still?
Now can I out-do any Button-maker, at his own trade,
I have fifteen fits of an Ague, Nurse, 'tis gone I hope,
The hard-hearted woman has left me alone. Nurse—
And she knows too I ha but a lean conscience to keep me company.
[Noise within.
The devil's among 'em in the Parlour sure,
The Ghost three stories high, he has the Nurse sure,
He is boyling of her bones now, hark how she whistles:
There's Gentlewomen within too, how will they do?
I'll to the Cook, for he was drunk last night,
And now he is valiant, he is a kin to th'devil too,
And fears no fire.
Enter Lurcher and Boy.
Lur. No light?