Insol. Could thou, by no means, make the peasant afeard?
Avar. No! but anon, I trow! we shall his masship trim—
Convey her away; and then all we three chide him.
But, whist! and come apace!
Resp. I hear Policy's voice.
Avar. That I met you, so well, I do much rejoice:
Lady Respublica! would you come her before?
Insol. Madame, God ye save!
Oppr. And preserve for ever more!
Resp. This is happy hap ye come so soon together?
Avar. As I went I met them, both twain, hasting hither.
Resp. Never in better time!
Insol. Madame! what is your will?