The Tragedy of M.Arden
But wherefore do you bring him hether now,
You haue giuen me my supper with his sight,
Mos.
M. Arden me thinks your wife would haue me gone.
Arden.
No good M. Mosbie, women will be prating.
Ales bid him welcome, he and I are frends.
Ales
You may inforce me to it, if you will.
But I had rather die then bid him welcome,
His company hath purchest me ill frends.
And therefore wil I nere frequent it more.
Mos.
Oh how cunningly she can dissemble.
Ard.
Now he is here you wil not serue me so.
Ales.
I pray you be not angree or displeased
Ile bid him welcome seing youle haue it so,
You are welcome M. Mosbie will you sit down.
Mos.
I know I am welcome to your louing husband,
But for your selfe, you speake not from your hart.
Ales.
And if I do not, sir think I haue cause.
Mos.
Pardon me M. Arden, Ile away.
Ard.
No good M. Mosbie.
Ales.
We shal haue guests enough, thogh you go hence
Mos.
I pray you M. Arden let me go.
Ard.
I pray thee Mosbie let her prate her fill,
Ale.
The dores are open sir, you may be gone.
Mic.
Nay thats a lye, for I haue lockt the dores.
Ard.
Sirra fetch me a cup of Wine.
Ile make them freends.
And gentle M. Ales, seeing you are so stout,
You shal beginne, frowne not, Ile haue it so.
Ales
I pray you meddle with that you haue to do.
Ard.
Why Ales? how can I do too much for him,
Whose lyfe I haue endaungered without cause.
Ale.
Tis true, & seeing twas partly through my means
I am content to drinke to him for this once.
Here M. Mosbie, and I pray you hence forth,
Be you as straunge to me, as I to you
Your company hath purchased me ill freends.
