[Exit servant.
I suppose by this time his wise worship begins to find, that the balance of his journey to London is on the wrong side.
Enter Sir Francis.
Sir Francis, your servant; how came I by the favour of this extraordinary visit?
Sir Fran. Ah! cousin!
Man. Why that sorrowful face, man?
Sir Fran. I have no friend alive but you——
Man. I am sorry for that——but what's the matter?
Sir Fran. I have play'd the fool by this journey, I see now——for my bitter wife——
Man. What of her?