WOOER.
Then she told me
She would watch with me to night, for well she knew
What houre my fit would take me.
DOCTOR.
Let her doe so,
And when your fit comes, fit her home,
And presently.
WOOER.
She would have me sing.
DOCTOR.
You did so?
WOOER.
No.
DOCTOR.
Twas very ill done, then;
You should observe her ev’ry way.
WOOER.
Alas,
I have no voice, Sir, to confirme her that way.
DOCTOR.
That’s all one, if yee make a noyse;
If she intreate againe, doe any thing,—
Lye with her, if she aske you.
IAILOR.
Hoa, there, Doctor!
DOCTOR.
Yes, in the waie of cure.