Ham. My brother-in-law.
L. Mayor. Y’are welcome both; sith Fortune offers you
Into my hands, you shall not part from hence,
Until you have refreshed your wearied limbs.
Go, Sybil, cover the board! You shall be guest
To no good cheer, but even a hunter’s feast.
Ham. I thank your lordship.—Cousin, on my life,
For our lost venison I shall find a wife. [Exeunt.
L. Mayor. In, gentlemen; I’ll not be absent long.—
This Hammon is a proper gentleman,
A citizen by birth, fairly allied;
How fit an husband were he for my girl!
Well, I will in, and do the best I can,
To match my daughter to this gentleman. [Exit.
ACT THE THIRD.
SCENE I.—A Room in Eyre’s House.
Enter Lacy otherwise Hans, Skipper, Hodge, and Firk.