Sad. You oblige us, sir.
[Exeunt omnes.
SCENE V.
Enter Wild, Captain, Wanton, Parson, and Jolly.
Capt. The plague!
Wild. The plague, as I live; and all my relation is truth, every syllable. But, Mistress Wanton, now must you play your masterpiece: be sure to blush, and appear but simple enough, and all is well: thou wilt pass for as arrant a chambermaid as any in the parish.
Par. Hum! new plots?
Capt. Let me put on a petticoat and a muffler, and I'll so chambermaid it, and be so diligent with the clean smock and the chamber-pot.[268] Now would I give all the shoes in my shop to lie with 'em both.
Wan. Let me alone to fit them; I can make a scurvy curtsey naturally: remember, I am an Essex woman, if they ask.
Wild. Come, come quickly, take those sweetmeats; bring the great cake and knife, and napkins, for they have not supped; and, Captain, make some lemonade, and send it by the boy to my chamber; and, do you hear, Jolly, you must stay till we come, for we must lie with you to-night.