People. But ho! one word erch go; ye'll give volk leave to think?
Oppr. No, marry! will we not, nor to look, but wink!
People. Yes, by Gis! but chil lo[ok]; nay, lo there! thought is free,
And a cat, they zaith, may look on a king, pardy! [Exeat.
Insol. Now, where do we be come? I, home! [Exeat.
Oppr. And I abroad! [Exeat.
Avar. And I must see what feet about my door have trod.
[Exeat.
[ACTUS QUINTI, SCENA PRIMA.]
[Misericordia.]