Michael Perez: 

      No, no, I do but jest with ye.

Estifania: 

      To morrow friend I’le see you.

Clara: 

I shall leave ye
Till then, and pray all may goe sweetly with ye.

[Exit.

Estifania: 

Why where’s this girle, whose at the door?
[Knock.

Michael Perez: 

Who knocks there? 
Is’t for the King ye come, you knock so boisterously? 
Look to the door.

[Enter Maid.]

Maid: 

      My Lady, as I live Mistris, my Ladie’s come,
      She’s at the door, I peept through, and I saw her,
      And a stately company of Ladies with her.

Estifania: 

      This was a week too soon, but I must meet with her,
      And set a new wheel going, and a subtile one,
      Must blind this mighty Mars, or I am ruin’d.

Michael Perez: 

      What are they at door?

Estifania: 

      Such my Michael
      As you may bless the day they enter’d there,
      Such for our good.

Michael Perez: 

      ’Tis well.

Estifania: 

      Nay, ’twill be better
      If you will let me but dispose the business,
      And be a stranger to it, and not disturb me,
      What have I now to do but to advance your fortune?

Michael Perez: 

      Doe, I dare trust thee, I am asham’d I am angry,
      I find thee a wise young wife.

Estifania: 

      I’le wise your worship
      Before I leave ye, pray ye walk by and say nothing,
      Only salute them, and leave the rest to me Sir,
190] I was born to make ye a man.

      []

Michael Perez: 

      The Rogue speaks heartily,
      Her good will colours in her cheeks, I am born to love her,
      I must be gentler to these tender natures,
      A Souldiers rude harsh words befit not Ladies,
      Nor must we talk to them as we talk to
      Our Officers, I’le give her way, for ’tis for me she
      Works now, I am husband, heir, and all she has.

      [Enter Margarita, Estifania, Leon, Altea, and Ladies.]

      Who are these, what flanting things, a woman
      Of rare presence! excellent fair, this is too big
      For a bawdy house, too open seated too.

Estifania: 

      My Husband, Lady.

Margarita: 

      You have gain’d a proper man.

Michael Perez: 

      What e’re I am, I am your servant Lady.
          
                                                     [kisses.

Estifania: 

      Sir, be rul’d now,
      And I shall make ye rich, this is my cousin,
      That Gentleman dotes on her, even to death, see how he observes her.