Wild. Whose that?
New. Again? nay then receive—
Wild. Hold, hold I am no fury.
The Merchants wife.
New. Are ye a man? pray heaven you be.
Wild. I am.
New. Alass I have met Sir
The strangest things to night.
Wild. Why do you stare.
New. Pray comfort me, and put your candle out,
For if I see the spirit again I dye for't.
And hold me fast, for I shall shake to pieces else.
Wild. I'll warrant you, I'll hold ye,
Hold ye as tenderly; I have put the light out,
Retire into my Chamber, there I'll watch wi'ye,
I'll keep you from all frights.
New. And will ye keep me.