R. Roister. That was e'en to me and none other, by the mass.

M. Mumbl. I cannot tell you surely, but one it was.

R. Roister. It was I and none other—this cometh to good pass.

I promise thee, nurse, I favour her.

M. Mumbl. E'en so, sir?

R. Roister. Bid her sue to me for marriage.

M. Mumbl. E'en so, sir?

R. Roister. And surely for thy sake she shall speed.

M. Mumbl. E'en so, sir?