[Enter MISTRESS GOURSEY and COOMES.]
MRS GOUR. Where art thou, Dick?
COOMES. Where am I, quoth-a! marry, I may be where anybody will say I am; either in France or at Rome, or at Jerusalem, they may say I am, for I am not able to disprove them, because I cannot tell where I am.
MRS GOUR. O, what a blindfold walk have we had, Dick,
To seek my son! and yet I cannot find him.
COOMES. Why, then, mistress, let's go home.
MRS GOUR. Why, 'tis so dark we shall not find the way.
FRAN. I pray God, ye may not, mother, till it be day! [Aside.
COOMES. 'Sblood, take heed, mistress, here's a tree.
MRS GOUR. Lead thou the way, and let me hold by thee.
BOY. Dick Coomes, what difference is there between a blind man and he that cannot see?