SIR GODFREY. Sister, the Rosemary bank! come, come, there’s my chain, he says.
WIDOW.
Oh happiness! run, run.
[Supposed to go.]
EDMOND.
Captain Conjurer?
[Edmond at keyhole.]
CAPTAIN.
Who? Master Edmond?
EDMOND. Aye, Master Edmond: may I come in safely, without danger, think you?
CAPTAIN. Fuh, long ago: tis all as twas at first. Fear nothing, pray come near—how now, man?
EDMOND. Oh this Room’s mightily hot, ifaith: slid, my shirt sticks to my Belly already. What a steam the Rogue has left behind him! foh, this room must be aired, Gentlemen; it smells horribly of Brimstone—let’s open the windows.
PYE.
Faith, master Edmond, tis but your conceit.