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SCENE VIII.

Enter Valentine, and Thomas.
Tho.
More stops yet? sure the fiend's my ghostly father,
Old Valentine; what wind's in his poop?

Val.
Lady,
You are met most happily; O gentle Doll,
You must now do me an especial favour.

Tho.
What is it, master Valentine? I am sorely troubled
With a salt rheum faln i' my gums.

Val.
I'll tell ye,
And let it move you equally; my blest Mistress,
Upon a slight occasion taking anger,
Took also (to undo me) your Aunts Nunnery,
From whence by my perswasion to redeem her,
Will be impossible: nor have I liberty
To come and visit her; my good, good Dorothy,
You are most powerful with her, and your Aunt too,
And have access at all hours liberally,
Speak now or never for me.

Thom.
In a Nunnery?
That course must not be suffered, Master Valentine,
Her Mother never knew it; rare sport for me;
Sport upon sport, by th'break of day I'll meet ye,
And fear not, Man, we'll have her out I warrant ye,
I cannot stay now.

Val.
You will not break?

Thom.
By no means.
Good night.

Val.
Good night kind Mistress Doll.

[Exit.
Thom.
This thrives well,
Every one takes me for my Sister, excellent;
This Nunnery's faln so pat too, to my figure,
Where there be handsome wenches, and they shall know it,
If once I creep in, ere they get me out again;
Stay, here's the house, and one of her Maids.

Enter Maid.
Maid.
Who's there?
O Mistress Dorothy! you are a stranger.

Thom.
Still Mistress Dorothy? this geer will cotton.

Maid.
Will you walk in, Forsooth?

Thom.
Where is your Mistress?

Maid.
Not very well; she's gone to bed, I am glad
You are come so fit to comfort her.

Thom.
Yes, I'll comfort her.

Maid.
'Pray make not much noise, for she is sure asleep,
You know your side, creep softly in, your company
Will warm her well.

Thom.
I warrant thee I'll warm her.

Maid.
Your Brother has been here, the strangest fellow.

Thom.
A very Rogue, a rank Rogue.

Maid.
I'll conduct ye
Even to her Chamber-door, and there commit ye.

[Exeunt.