Heare a dogge barke.
Hearke![1028] this is Ball my dogge that bids you all welcome in his own language; come, take heed for[1029] stumbling on the threshold. Open dore, Madge, take in guests.
Enter old woman. 50
Cl. Welcome Clunch & good fellowes al that come with my good man; for my good mans sake come on, sit downe; here is a peece of cheese & a pudding of my owne making.
Anticke. Thanks, Gammer; a good example for the wives of our towne. 55
Frolicke. Gammer, thou and thy good man sit lovingly together; we come to chat and not to eate.
Smith. Well, masters, if you will eate nothing, take away. Come, what doo we to passe away the time? Lay a crab[1030] in the fire to rost for lambes-wooll. What, shall wee have a game at trumpe or 60 ruffe[1031] to drive away the time, how say you?
Fantasticke. This Smith leads a life as merrie as a king[1032] with Madge his wife. Syrrha Frolicke, I am sure thou art not without some round or other; no doubt but Clunch can beare his part.
Frolicke. Els thinke you mee ill brought up;[1033] so set to it when 65 you will.
They sing.