ISAAC. Where be ye, good wife?
MIDO. My dame Rebecca is here.
REBECCA. I am glad, sweet husband, that I see you appear,
For[287] I have a word or two unto you to say.
ISAAC. Whatsoever it be, tell it me, I you pray.
REBECCA. Sir, ye know that now our life-days are but short,
And we had never so great need of comfort.
Now Esau his wives being Hittites both,
Ye know, to please us are much unwilling and both.
That if Jacob eke would take any Hittite to wife,
Small joy should we both have or comfort of our life.
ISAAC. Wife, ye speak this well, and I will provide therefore,
Call Jacob quickly, that he appear me before.
MIDO. I can run apace for him, if ye bid me go.
REBECCA. Go, hie thee at once then, like a good son, Mido.
[Exit Mido, but returns directly with Jacob.
ISAAC. O Lord, save thou my son from mis-carrying.