Fres. So it had need, for your fore-door here is both common and dangerous. [Exit Belforest.
Lev. Good night, honest Fresco.
Fres. Good night, madam. If you get me kissing o' ladies again!—[Exit.
Lev. This falls out handsomely.
But yet the matter does not well succeed,
Till I have brought it to the very deed. [Exit.
SCENE VI.—A Camp.
Enter Charlemont in arms, a Musketeer, and a Serjeant.
Charl. Serjeant, what hour o' the night is't?
Serj. About one.
Charl. I would you would relieve me, for I am
So heavy that I shall ha' much ado
To stand out my perdu. [Thunder and lightning.
Serj. I'll e'en but walk
The round, sir, and then presently return.
Sol. For God's sake, serjeant, relieve me. Above five hours together in so foul a stormy night as this!