EDMOND.
Away, away, away, away then.
FRAILTY.
Away, away, away then.
[Exit Frailty.]
EDMOND. I shall have a simple Father inlaw, a brave Captain able to beat all our street: Captain Idle. Now my Lady Mother will be fitted for a delicate name: my Lady Idle, my Lady Idle, the finest name that can be for a woman; and then the Scholar, Master Pye-board, for my sister Frances, that will be Mistress Frances Pye-board.—Mistress Frances Pye-board! they’ll keep a good table I warrant you. Now all the knights’ noses are put out of joint; they may go to a bone setters now.
[Enter Captain and Pye-board.]
Hark, hark! oh who comes here with two Torches before ’em? my sweet Captain, and my fine Scholar! oh, how bravely they are shot up in one night; they look like fine Brittains now, me thinks. Here’s a gallant change, ifaith: slid, they have hir’d men and all by the clock.
CAPTAIN.
Master Edmond, kind, honest, dainty Master Edmond.
EDMOND.
Fogh, sweet Captain Father inlaw, a rare perfume, ifaith.
PYE. What, are the Brides stirring? may we steal upon ’em, thinkst thou, Master Edmond?
EDMOND. Faw, there e’en upon readiness, I can assure you, for they were at their Torch e’en now: by the same token I tumbled down the stairs.