Thou shall set on the king, if thou come a little nyer.
Diccon. Nay, nay, there is no tarying; I must be gone againe. 25
But first for you in councel I have a word or twain.
Chat. Come hether, Dol! Dol, sit downe and play this game,
And as thou sawest me do, see thou do even the same.
There is five trumps beside the queene, the hindmost thou shalt finde her.
Take hede of Sim Glovers wife, she hath an eie behind her! 30
Now, Diccon, say your will.
Diccon. Nay, softe a little yet;
I wold not tel it my sister, the matter is so great.