Mi. Gou. Out upon thee, harlot!

Mis. Bar. Well, I will finde a time to be reveng'd:

Meane time Ile keep my daughter from thy sonne.— 410

Where are you, minion? how now, are yee gone?

Phi. She went in, mother.

Mi. Go. Francis where are ye?

Mi. Ba. He is not heere. O, then, they slipt away,

And both together! 415

Phi. Ile assure ye, no;

My sister she went in, into the house.