Whose there?
Ra. Are ye a maide?—No question this is she
My man doth misse: faith, since she lights on me,
I doe not meane till day to let her goe; 50
For what[1905] she is my mans love I will know [Aside].—
Harke ye, mayde, if mayde, are ye so light
That you can see to wander in the night?
Mal. Harke ye, true man, if true, I tell you, no;
I cannot see at all which way I goe. 55
Ra. Fayre mayde, ist so? say, had ye nere a fall?