Tim.  This is somewhat hard.

Isa.  Nay, if a woman cannot do that, I shall think you have an ill opinion of my virtue:  Not trust your own flesh and blood, Sir Timorous?

Tim.  Well, is there any thing more behind?

Isa.  Nothing more, only the choice of my own company, my own hours, and my own actions:  These trifles granted me, in all things of moment, I am your most obedient wife and servant, Isabella.

Tim.  Is’t a match, then?

Isa.  For once I am content it shall; but ’tis to redeem you from those rascals, Burr and Failer—­that way, Sir Timorous, for fear of spies; I’ll meet you at the garden door.—­[Exit TIMOROUS.] I have led all women the way, if they dare but follow me.
  And now march off, if I can scape but spying,
  With my drums beating, and my colours flying.

[Exit.

Burr.  So, their wooing’s at an end; thanks to my wit.

Enter FAILER.

Fail.  O Burr! whither is it Sir Timorous and Madam Isabella are gone together?

Burr.  Adore my wit, boy; they are parted, never to meet again.

Fail.  I saw them meet just now at the garden-door:  So ho, ho, ho, who’s within there!  Help here quickly, quickly.

Enter NONSUCH and two Servants.

Non.  What’s the matter?

Fail.  Your niece Isabella has stolen away Sir Timorous.

Non.  Which way took they?

Fail.  Follow me, I’ll show you.

Non.  Break your necks after him, you idle varlets.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.

Enter LOVEBY.  LOVEBY’S collar unbuttoned, band carelessly on, hat on the table, as new risen from sleep.

Lov.  Boy! how long have I slept, boy?

Enter Boy.

Boy.  Two hours and a half, sir.

Lov.  What’s a-clock, sirrah?

Boy.  Near four, sir.

Lov.  Why, there’s it:  I have promised my lady Constance an hundred pounds ere night; I had four hours to perform it in, when I engaged to do it; and I have slept out more than two of them.  All my hope to get this money lies within the compass of that hat there.  Before I lay down, I made bold a little to prick my finger, and write a note, in the blood of it, to this same friend of mine in t’other world, that uses to supply me:  the devil has now had above two hours to perform it in; all which time I have slept, to give him the better opportunity:  time enough for a gentleman of his agility to fetch it from the East Indies, out of one of his temples where they worship him; or, if he were lazy, and not minded to go so far, ’twere but stepping over sea, and borrowing so much money out of his own bank at Amsterdam:  hang it, what’s