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Scena, 7.

Enter one running meeting Clinias, Cleobulo.
1.
O Clinias! run, run.

Clin.
VVhat to do?

1.
No matter for that: run, run I say.

Clin.
But whither?

1.
More interrogations!
no matter for that neither; run, run,
as you will answer it.

Exit.
Clin.
Hurry, hurry, hurry,
these fellows think no business can be done
without noise and bustle; and I must
make a noise and bustle too,
They'l think I'm idle else. Whoo, whoo, whoo.

Enter Cleobulo with hands in his Pocket.
Clin.
Come come what haste you make now?
and all the house is in an uproar.

Cle.
Therefore I make no more haste,
I do not love these uproars and hurly-burlies, I;
but what's the matter can you tell?

Clin.
Nay hang me if I know,
or much care either;
onely if't be any fighting matter,
fight who's list for me, I have no minde unto't.

Cle.
Faith nor I neither;
wherefore and't sayst the word,
let's to the cellar, for that's a Sanctuary;
& for reverence of god Bacchus I hope they will
respest it accordingly.

Cli.
Content, but let's make haste then,
for I hear some coming.