FOR.  I needs must laugh to think how all we three,
In the contriving of this feat, agree: 
But, having got her, every man will strive
How each may other of her love deprive.

CLIN.  Tut, Forrest! love admits these friendly strifes;
But say, how like you of my late device?

FOR.  Surpassing well, but let’s about it straight,
Lest he before our coming be provided.

CLIN.  Agreed.

[Exeunt.

Enter_ MUSGRAVE and MARIAN.

MUS.  Tush, cousin! tell not me; but this device
Was long ago concluded ’twixt you two,
Which divers reasons move me to imagine: 
And therefore these are toys to blind my eyes,
To make me think she only loved me,
And yet is married to another man.

MAR.  Why, cousin Musgrave, are your eyes so blind
You cannot see the truth of that report? 
Did you not know my lord was always bent,
Whatever came, to wed her to the earl? 
And have you not, besides, heard the device
He us’d to marry her against her will? 
Betray’d, poor soul, unto Earl Lacy’s bed,
She thought she held young Musgrave in her arms! 
Her morning tears might testify her thoughts;
Yet thou shalt see she loves thee more than him,
And thou shalt taste the sweets of her delights. 
Meantime, my house shall be thy mansion
And thy abode, for thither will she come: 
Use thou that opportunity, and try
Whether she lov’d thee, or did but dissemble.

MUS.  If she continue kind to me hereafter,
I shall imagine well of her and you.

    Enter CASTILIANO.

CAS.  Now, dame, in talk! what gentleman is this?

MAR.  My cousin Musgrave, husband, comes to see you.

CAS.  Musgrave, now, on my faith, heartily welcome. 
Give me thy hand, my cousin and my friend,
My partner in the loss of Honorea;
We two must needs be friends:  our fortune’s like: 
Marry, yet I am richer by a shrew.

MAR.  ’Tis better to be a shrew, sir, than a sheep;[451]
You have no cause, I hope, yet to complain?

CAS.  No, dame; for yet you know ’tis honeymoon. 
What! we have scarcely settled our acquaintance.

MUS.  I doubt not, cousin, but ye shall agree,
For she is mild enough, if she be pleas’d.

CAS.  So is the devil, they say[452] [aside]:  yea, cousin, yea,
My dear and I, I doubt not, shall agree.

    Enter ROBIN GOODFELLOW.

ROB.  Sir, here be two or three gentlemen at the door
Would gladly speak a word with your worship.

    Enter CLINTON, FORREST, HARVEY.

[CAS.] They need no bidding, methinks:  they can come alone!

CLIN.  God save you, Signior Castiliano.

CAS.  O captain, come sta?[453] welcome all, my friends!

FOR.  Sir, we are come to bid God give you joy,
And see your house.