Enter Sir Petronel, Master Touchstone, and Mistress Touchstone.
Ge. Is my knight come? O the Lord, my band! Sister, do my cheeks look well? Give me a little box o’ the ear, that I may seem to blush; now, now! So, there, there, there! here he is: O my dearest delight! Lord, Lord! and how does my knight? 231
To. Fie! with more modesty.
Ge. Modesty! why, I am no citizen now—modesty! Am I not to be married? y’are best to keep me modest, now I am to be a lady.
Sir Pe. Boldness is good fashion and courtlike.
Ge. Ay, in a country lady I hope it is, as I shall be. And how chance ye came no sooner, knight?
Sir Pe. ’Faith, I was so entertained in the progress with one Count Epernoum, a Welsh knight; we had a match at balloon[27] too with my Lord Whachum, for four crowns. 242
Ge. At baboon? Jesu! you and I will play at baboon in the country, knight.
Sir Pe. O, sweet lady! ’tis a strong play with the arm.
Ge. With arm or leg, or any other member, if it be a Court-sport. And when shall’s be married, my knight?