Johns. A very silent change of government, truly, as ever I heard of.
Bayes. It is so. And yet you shall see me bring 'em in again, by-and-by, in as odd a way every jot.
[The Usurpers march out, flourishing their swords.
Enter Shirly.
Shir. Heyho! heyho! what a change is here! heyday, heyday!
I know not what to do, nor what to say.[18] [Exit.
Johns. Mr. Bayes, in my opinion, now, that gentleman might have said a little more upon this occasion.
Bayes. No, sir, not at all; for I underwrit his part on purpose to set off the rest.
Johns. Cry you mercy, sir.