Wil. Why, I would have him go with me to my maisters.
M. Gou. Whose thy maister?
Wil. Why, sir Raphe Smith; and thether he promist me he would come; if he keepe his worde, so tis. 61
M. Ba. What was he[1893] doing when thou first found[1894] him?
Wil. Why, he holloed for one Francis, and Francis hollod for him; I hallod for my maister, and my maister for me; but we mist still, meeting contrary, Phillip and Francis with me and my maister, and I and my maister with Philip and Franke. 66
M. Gou. Why, wherefore is sir Raphe so late abroade?
Wil. Why, he ment to kill a buck,—Ile say so to save his honestie, but my Nan was his marke [Aside]—and when[1895] he sent me for his bow, and when I came, I hollod for him; but I never saw such luck to misse him, it hath almost made me mad. 71
M. Bar. Well, stay with us; perhaps sir Raphe and he Will come anon: harke! I do heere one hollo.
Enter Phillip [from the fields.]
Phil. Is this broad waking in a winters night?