Maid. By six i' th' morning, forsooth: he took me for Mary Bloodhound, having, it seems, never seen either of us before, and I being something amorously affected, as they say, to his Welsh ditties, answered to her name, lay with him all night, and married him this morning; so that as he took me for her, I took him as he was, forsooth.
Sim. She means for a fool; I'm fain to answer you.
Blood. Ha, ha, ha! Cupid, this twenty-four hours, has done nothing but cut cross-capers.
Alex. Do ye hear, Sir Bartholomew Bayard,[109] that leap before you look? it will handsomely become you to restore the box to that gentleman, and the magnitude of your desires upon this dainty, that is so amorously taken with your ditties.
Ran. Hur wail[110] in woe, her plunge in pain.
And yet, by cat, her do not neither. Randalls will prove hurself Pritains born, and because hur understands Ancients was prave fellows and great travellers, there is hur box for hur.
Anc. I thank you.
Ran. And because was no remedies, before hur all, here will Randalls embrace Maries, and take a puss. [Kisses.
Enter Jarvis brave.
Jar. Save you, gallants, do you want any guest?
Call me thy coz, and carry it handsomely.