Scat. Take my cloak and rapier also: I think it be early. Gentlemen, what time do you take it to be?
Staines. Inclining to eleven, sir.
Scat. Inclining! a good word. I would it were inclining to twelve, for by my stomach it should be high noon. But what shall we do, gallants? shall we to cards till our company come?
Long. Please you, sir.
Scat. Harry, fetch some cards; methinks 'tis an unseemly sight to see gentlemen stand idle. Please you to impart your smoke?
Long. Very willingly, sir.
Scat. In good faith, a pipe of excellent vapour.
Long. The best the house yields.
Scat. Had you it in the house? I thought it had been your own: 'tis not so good now as I took it to be.[178] Come, gentlemen, what's your game?
Staines. Why, gleek; that's your only game.