Alv. And dat we sal no parlar, dat we sal no havar dem for de wive.
Pis. Are they so lusty? Dare they be so proud?
Well, I shall find a time to meet with them:[516]
In the mean season, pray, frequent my house.
Enter Frisco, running.
Ho! now, sirrah, whither are you running?
Fris. About a little tiny business.
Pis. What business, ass?
Fris. Indeed I was not sent to you, and yet I was sent after the three gen'men that dined here, to bid them come to our house at ten o'clock at night, when you were abed.
Pis, Ha! what is this I Can this be true? What, art thou sure the wenches bad them come?
Fris. So they said, unless their minds be changed since; for a woman is like a weathercock, they say, and I am sure of no more than I am certain of. But I'll go in and bid them send you word, whether they shall come or no.
Pis. No, sirrah, stay you here. But one word more:
Did they appoint them come one by one, or else
Altogether?