Alice. No, begged favour merits little thanks;
If I should go, our house would run away,
Or else be stolen; therefore I’ll stay behind.
Arden. Nay, see how mistaking you are! I pray thee, go.
Alice. No, no, not now.
Arden. Then let me leave thee satisfied in this,
That time nor place nor persons alter me, 30
But that I hold thee dearer than my life.
Alice. That will be seen by your quick return.
Arden. And that shall be ere night, and if I live.
Farewell, sweet Alice, we mind to sup with thee.
[Exit Alice.
Franklin. Come, Michael, are our horses ready?
Michael. Ay, your horse are ready, but I am not ready,
for I have lost my purse, with six and thirty
shillings in it, with taking up of my master’s nag.
Franklin. Why, I pray you, let us go before,
Whilst he stays behind to seek his purse. 40