[Exit La. Elder Lo. and Young.
Mar. Dry up your eyes forsooth, you shall not think we are all such uncivil beasts as these. Would I knew how to give you a revenge.
Wel. So would not I: No let me suffer truly, that I desire.
Mar. Pray walk in with me, 'tis very late, and you shall stay all night: your bed shall be no worse than mine; I wish I could but do you right.
Wel. My humble thanks: God grant I may but live to quit your love. [Exeunt.
Enter Young Loveless and Savil.
Young Lo. Did your Master send for me Savil?
Sav. Yes, he did send for your worship Sir.
Young Lo. Do you know the business?
Sav. Alas Sir, I know nothing, nor am imployed beyond my hours of eating. My dancing days are done Sir.