I must see them. Send to Mistress Hall and Robert. Let us have music this evening. Anthony, too. Let him bring his flute. There's good music here, Henry.
(He goes.)
Bridget:
Robert Hall sings beautifully.
Ireton:
Will you sing, too?
Bridget:
I expect so.
Ireton:
I once tried to learn the flute. It was no good. I couldn't do it unless I watched my fingers.