Q. C. S. [Waking.] Who's there?—
Enter Maid of Honour.
Did you not hear or see some wond'rous thing?
Maid. No, may it please your majesty, I did not.
Q. C. S. I was a-dream'd I overheard a ghost.
Maid. In the next room I closely did attend, And had a ghost been here I must have heard him.
Enter FIREBRAND.
Q. C. S. Priest of the Sun, you come most opportune,
For here has been a dreadful apparition:
As I lay sleeping on my couch, methought
I saw a ghost.
Sneer. Then I suppose she sleeps with her eyes open.
Fust. Why, you would not have Common Sense see a ghost, unless in her sleep, I hope.