Wild. Yes, but we have, by thyself—by thy anger, which is now bigger than thou. By chance we crossed her coming from church, leading in her hand the parson, to whom she swore she was this day married.
Jolly. And our friendships were now guiding us to find thee out, to comfort thee after the treachery of thy Levite.
Care. Come, bear it like a man; there are more wenches. What hast thou spied?
[He gives no answer, but peeps under Jolly's hat.
Wild. His pearl, I believe.
Capt. Gentlemen, I see you are merry: I'll leave you. I must go a little way to inquire about a business.
Wild. H' has got a sore eye, I think.
Capt. I will only ask one question, and return.
Care. No, faith, stay, and be satisfied.
Jolly. Do, good brother; for I believe there is no question that you now would ask, but here's an oracle can resolve you.