Bayes. Plain! why, did you ever hear any people in clouds speak plain? They must be all for flight of fancy at its full range, without the least check or control upon it. When once you tie up spirits and people in clouds, to speak plain, you spoil all.
Smith. Bless me, what a monster's this!
[The two Kings light out of the clouds, and step into the throne.
1st King. Come, now to serious counsel we'll advance.
2nd King. I do agree; but first, let's have a dance.
Bayes. Right. You did that very well, Mr. Cartwright. But first, let's have a dance. Pray remember that; be sure you do it always just so: for it must be done as if it were the effect of thought and premeditation. But first, let's have a dance; pray remember that.
Smith. Well, I can hold no longer, I must gag this rogue, there's no enduring of him.
Johns. No, prithee make use of thy patience a little longer, let's see the end of him now. [Dance a grand dance.
Bayes. This, now, is an ancient dance, of right belonging to the Kings of Brentford; but since derived, with a little alteration, to the Inns of Court.
An Alarm. Enter two Heralds.