Franc. Truly, in the place of a dresser, I dare be bold to say, as they say, I shall give their majesties worships good content: I'll go fetch it.
[Exit FRANCES.
Bib. We must keep the poor soul in ignorance as long as we can, sir; for when she has once smoked it, I have no other way but to retreat into the body of my janizaries, my journey-men; and never come out into her presence more. Where will you be at nine o'clock, sir, that we may rejoice over our good fortune?
Lov. Call me at my Lord Nonsuch's house, and I'll go with you.
Bib. We'll have the fiddles, and triumph, i'faith.
[Exit BIBBER.
Lov. Lord, how eager this vermin was to cheat himself! Well, I'll after; I long to finger these Jacobus's: Perhaps they may make my peace again with my mistress.
[_Exit _LOVEBY.
SCENE II.
Enter FAILER and NONSUCH. [CONSTANCE and ISABELLA listening.]