FORE. I will go to bed.
SCAN. Do so, Mr. Foresight, and say your prayers. He looks better than he did.
MRS. FORE. Nurse, nurse!
FORE. Do you think so, Mr. Scandal?
SCAN. Yes, yes. I hope this will be gone by morning, taking it in time.
FORE. I hope so.
SCENE XIII.
[To them] Nurse.
MRS. FORE. Nurse; your master is not well; put him to bed.
SCAN. I hope you will be able to see Valentine in the morning. You had best take a little diacodion and cowslip-water, and lie upon your back: maybe you may dream.