But, and she knew my mind, I know she would be glad,
And think it the best chance that ever she had.
M. Merry. To her, then, like a man, and be bold forth to start:
Wooers never speed well, that have a false heart.
R. Roister. What may I best do?
M. Merry. Sir, remain ye awhile [here];[63]
Ere long one or other of her house will appear.
Ye know my mind.
R. Roister. Yea, now hardily let me alone.
M. Merry. In the meantime, sir, if you please, I will home,