Trupenie. Where are ye twaine, in chambers when ye mete me there? 30
But come hither fooles, I have one nowe by the hande,
Servant to hym that must be our mistresse husbande,
Byd him welcome.
An. Alyface. To me truly is he welcome.
Tib. Talk. Forsooth and as I may say, heartily welcome.
D. Dough. I thank you mistresse maides. 35
An. Alyface. I hope we shal better know.
Tib. Talk. And when wil our new master come.