Eug. A good Cornish principle beleeve it sir Cutberd.
Tales. But I pray tell me, Lady Penelope, how entertaine you the love of my Cosen sir Gyles Goosecappe.
Pene. Are the Goosecaps a kin to you, my Lord?
Ta. Even in the first degree, Madam. And, Sir Gyles, I can tell ye, tho he seeme something simple, is compos'd of as many good parts as any Knight in England.
Hip. He shood be put up for concealement then, for he shewes none of them.
Pen. Are you able to reckon his good parts, my Lord?
Ta. Ile doe the best I can, Lady; first, he danses as comely, and lightly as any man, for upon my honour, I have seene him danse upon Egges, and a has not broken them.
Pene. Nor crackt them neyther.
Ta. That I know not; indeed I wood be loath to lie though he be my kinsman, to speake more then I know by him.
Eug. Well, forth my Lord.