Jan. Come, sister, let's put up our things in our chamber; and after you have washed my face, and put me on a clean neckcloth, we'll go in and see how our cousins do.
Mawk. Ay, come along, we'll go and see cousin Mariamne.
Jan. Cousin, we shan't give you much trouble, one bed will serve us; for sister Mawkin and I always lie together.
Mawk. But, cousin; mother prays you that you'd order a little cock-broth for brother Janno and I, to be got ready as soon as may be.
Jan. Ay, a propos, cousin Barnard, that's true; my mother desires, that we may have some cock-broth to drink two or three times a-day between meals, for my sister and I are sick folks.
Mawk. And some young chickens, too, the doctor said would bring us to our stomachs very soon.
Jan. You fib now, sister, it waunt young chickens, so it waunt, it was plump partridges sure, the doctor said so.
Mawk. Ay, so it was brother,—come, let's go in, and see our cousins.
Jan. Ay, come along, sister—cousin Barnard, don't forget the cock-broth.
[Exeunt Janno and Mawkin.