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.]