Elder Lo. What did ye?

Wel. Madam, can you tell what we did?

Elder Lo. She has a shrewd guess at it I see it by her.

Lady. Well you may mock us:  but my large Gentlewoman, my Mary Ambre, had I but seen into you, you should have had another bed-fellow, fitter a great deal for your itch.

Wel. I thank you Lady, me thought it was well, You are so curious.

Enter Young Loveless, his Lady, Morecraft, Savil, and two Servingmen.

El.  Lo. Get on your doublet, here comes my Brother.

Yo.  Lo. Good morrow Brother, and all good to your Lady.

Mor. God save you and good morrow to you all.

El.  Lo. Good morrow.  Here’s a poor brother of yours.

Lady. Fie how this shames me.

Mor. Prethee good fellow help me to a cup of beer.

Ser. I will Sir.

Yo.  Lo. Brother what makes you here? will this Lady do?  Will she? is she not nettl’d still?

Elder Lo. No I have cur’d her.  Mr. Welford, pray know this Gentleman is my Brother.

Wel. Sir I shall long to love him.

Yo.  Lo. I shall not be your debter Sir.  But how is’t with you?

Elder Lo. As well as may be man:  I am married:  your new acquaintance hath her Sister, and all’s well.

Yo.  Lo. I am glad on’t.  Now my prettie Lady Sister, How do you find my Brother?

Lady. Almost as wild as you are.

Yo.  Lo. He will make the better husband:  you have tried him?

Lady. Against my will Sir.

Yo.  Lo. Hee’l make your will amends soon, do not doubt it.  But Sir I must intreat you to be better known To this converted Jew here.

Ser. Here’s Beer for you Sir.

Mor. And here’s for you an Angel:  Pray buy no Land, ’twill never prosper Sir.

Elder Lo. How’s this?

Yo.  Lo. Bless you, and then I’le tell:  He’s turn’d Gallant.

Elder Lo. Gallant?

Yo.  Lo. I Gallant, and is now called, Cutting Morecraft:  The reason I’le inform you at more leisure.

Wel. O good Sir let me know him presently.

Young Lo. You shall hug one another.

Mor. Sir I must keep you company.

Elder Lo. And reason.

Young Lo. Cutting Morecraft faces about, I must present another.

Mor. As many as you will Sir, I am for ’em.

Wel. Sir I shall do you service.

Mor. I shall look for’t in good faith Sir.

Elder Lo. Prethee good sweet heart kiss him.

Lady. Who, that fellow?

Savil. Sir will it please you to remember me:  my keys good Sir.