Bawd. Whither will they lead us, dear?
Par. O, O, impudence! Gentlemen, do not lead us together, I beseech you.
Capt. Come, come, lead them together: no ceremonies. Your faults are both alike.
[Exeunt omnes.
SCENE II.
Enter Wanton and Wild.
Wan. You had best brag now, and use me like my lady What-d'ye-call; but if you do, I care not.
Wild. Come, y' are a fool. I'll be a faithful friend, and make good conditions for thee before thy husband be quit.
[Wild sits down with Wanton in his lap.