Lady Am. Rather than sully thy garment, thou shalt be seated by me. Friend, be cheerful; thine and thy sister's sorrows shall be but an April shower.
Jane. Oh, your ladyship!—Ecod, if I didn't think so—[Aside.]
Enter Sim.
Here, you Sim, order the charott for us.
Sim. Us! Come, come, Jane, I've the little tilt cart to carry you.
Jane. Cart! [Exeunt severally.
SCENE II.
Before an Inn.
Enter Rover and Waiter.
Rover. Hillo! friend, when does the coach set out for London?
Waiter. In about an hour, sir.