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Scen: 2a

Enter To them Lepidus
Lepid:
Ha, ha, ha, o I shall surfeitt wt h laughinge. my whole house
[My] is nothinge but a sceane of mirth and ye
cheife actors fooles. I must retire a little
And recover my spleen: this sport continued
Would waste it in a day: Looke, looke, I marry
Lepidus discryes Comastes and Facetia: when Comas: sees him he acts ye country man againe.
Thers fine courteinge; what A firke he has
Wt h his legg? Ha, ha, ha, now ye ass winc[t]hes
He hath learned one of his carte horses complements
And now how [he] he catches att her as if she wer rūeinge
Away. Ile partake of ye Dialo[u]gue, I beleeve tis all
out of ye Sheapards Calender.

He goes to them
Comast:
In good vaith you are to coy zoe you be. wont you haire
Raison what A strange woaman ar you?

Lepid
Nay Facetia you vnderstande ye Gentleman don't you?
He speakes playne enough.

Comast:
yea, yea she vnderstonds well enough but she is
nothinge in varsall worlde but waggerye, she has A
Pestilente witt of her owne: and if my londlorde woulde
be rulde by me he should leave her. vor if she have
him shele make A very voole of him: he is blinde
(good mon) and she'le lead him by the nose.: Give me
A country Joane/ one yt can veede on beanes & bacon
Ile warrante she cante downe wt h it A Capon
Or Conye or zome zuch toy. Farewell
Ile tell my Londlord of yr good cariage, so I will.

Facet:
Doe doe, and against you come againe Epitomize
yr breeches leaste in these dangerouse times
you carrye away ye infection of A whole street
wt h you as you walke.

Comast:
Gods niggs how could my breeches offende her trow?

Lepid:
A gallante Girle.—freinde be not
discouraged bid thy landlord come & he
shall finde acceptance.

Comast:
I marry sr, here's some hope yet: Gentlewoman
I would you woulde learne of ye good ald man
yr [f]vather: But harke you Sr shall his zonne
com too. hee's A vine Gentlemon although
I zay't yt should not zay't.

Lepid:
No by no meanes, I fancye not Comastes.—
I hate these earnest jests his may chance proue so.

Aside
Comast:
Vaith and tis no grote matter, vor harke you zr
His zonne is as very clowne as my zelf, vor all
His vine clothes; But don'te you tell him I zayde zoe.

Lepid:
Facetia you are not to seeke
How to give entertainemente to Cæcilius
And prthee be not wantinge to thy selfe & vs too.

Facet:
I must obey you sr

Comast:
This good newes renewes my lease for nothinge

Exeunt omnes