[In her ear.]
TIP. Faith, Mistress Frances, I’ll maintain you gallantly. I’ll bring you to Court, wean you among the fair society of ladies, poor Kinswomen of mine, in cloth of silver: beside, you shall have your Monkey, your Parrot, your Muskrat, and your pisse, pisse, pisse.
FRANCES.
It will do very well.
WIDOW. What, dos he mean to conjure here then? how shall I do be rid of these Knights?—Please you, Gentlemen, to walk a while ith Garden: go gather a pink, or a Lily-flower.
BOTH.
With all our hearts, Lady, and court us favourd.
[Exit. Within Sir Godfrey.]
SIR GODFREY.
Step in, Nicholas; look, is the coast clear.
NICHOLAS.
Oh, as clear as a Cat’s eye, sir.
SIR GODFREY. Then enter, Captain Conjurer:—now—how like you your Room, sir?
[Enter Sir Godfrey, Captain Pye-board, Edmond, Nicholas.]