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Scene V.
Puppy. Dido. Hughtarry behind.
Pup.
Stay my deare Dido, and good Vicar Hugh,
We have a busines with you: In short, this
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Dido of Carthage, and her Countrey-man,
Stout Hanniball stands to't. I have ask'd consent,
And she hath granted.
Hug.
But saith Dido so?
Did.
From what Ball-Hanny hath said, I dare not goe.
Hug.
Come in then, Ile dispatch you. A good supper
Would not be lost, good company, good discourse;
But above all where wit hath any source.
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