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SCENE V.

Enter Hylas, and Sam.
Sam.
Where hast thou been, man?

Hyl.
Is there ne'r a shop open?
I'll give thee a pair of Gloves, Sam.

Sam.
What's the matter?

Hyl.
What dost thou think?

Sam.
Thou art not married?

Hyl.
By th'mass but I am, all to be married,
I am i'th' order now, Sam.

Sam.
To whom prithee?
I thought there was some such trick in't, you stole from me,
But who, for Heavens sake?

Hyl.
Ev'n the sweetest woman,
The rarest Woman, Samuel, and the lustiest,
But wondrous honest, honest as the ice, Boy,
Not a bit before hand, for my life, Sirrah,
And of a lusty kindred.

Sam.
But who, Hylas?

Hyl.
The young Gentleman and I are like to be friends again,
The fates will have it so.

Sam.
Who, Monsieur Thomas?

Hyl.
All wrongs forgot.

Sam.
O now I smell ye, Hylas;
Does he know of it?

Hyl.
No, there's the trick I owe him;
'Tis done, Boy, we are fast 'faith, my Youth now
Shall know I am aforehand, for his qualities.

Sam.
Is there no trick in't?

Hyl.
None, but up and ride, Boy:
I have made no Joynture neither, there I have paid him.

Sam.
She's a brave wench.

Hyl.
She shall be as I'll use her,
And if she anger me, all his abuses
I'll clap upon her Cassock.

Sam.
Take heed, Hylas.

Hyl.
'Tis past that, Sam, come, I must meet her presently,
And now shalt see me a most glorious Husband.

[Exeunt.