If that good thoughts should beleeve jelousie. [They make as if they were fighting.]
[Enter Phillip, Frank, Coomes, &c.]
Phil. Why, looke you, mother, this is long of you.— 115
For Gods sake, father, harke! why, these effects
Come still from womens malice: part, I pray.—
Comes, Wil, and Hodge, come all, and helpe us part them!— [They try to part the combatants.
Father, but heare me speake one word, no more.
Franke. Father, but heare me[1928] speake, then use your will. 120
Phil. Crie peace betweene ye for a little while.
Mi. Gou. [pulling her husband off]. Good husband, heare him speake.