Enter Wife.
Wife. What should this fellow be i'th' name of Heaven, that comes with such post business? sure my Husband hath reveal'd himself, and in this haste sent after me, are you the Post my friend?
Enter [Anto[n]io].
Ant. Yes forsooth Mistriss.
Wife. What good news hast thou brought me gentle Post?
For I have woe and grief too much already.
Ant. I would you had less, Mistriss, I could wish it, [beshrew] my heart she moves me cruelly.
Wife. Have I found you once more Jugler? well Jewel, thou hast only virtue in thee, of all I read of yet; what ears has this ass to betray him with? well, what's your business then?
Ant. I have brought a Letter from your servant, Mistriss, in haste.
Wife. Pray give it me, I hope the best still.
Ant. This is the upshot, and I know I have hit it,
Well, if the spirits of the dead do walk, I shall
Hear more of this one hundred years hence.