1st Ret. Our master takes his hand—
Richard and his white staff are on the move—
Back fall our people—(tsh!—there 's Timothy
Sure to get tangled in his ribbon-ties,
And Peter's cursed rosette 's a-coming off!)
—At last I see our lord's back and his friend's;
And the whole beautiful bright company
Close round them: in they go! [Jumping down from the window-bench, and making for the table and its jugs.] Good health, long life
Great joy to our Lord Tresham and his House!
6th Ret. My father drove his father first to court,