of Feuershame.
Mos.
Because her husband is abroad so late.
A cupple of Ruffins threatned him yesternight,
And she poore soule is affraid he should be hurt.
Adam
It nothing els? tush hele be here anone.
Here enters Greene.
Gre.
Now M. Arden lacke you any guests.
Ales.
Ah M. Greene, did you se my husband lately,
Gre.
I saw him walking behinde the Abby euen now,
Here enters Francklin.
Ales.
I do not like this being out so late,
M. Francklin where did you leaue my husband.
Fra.
Beleeue me I saw him not since Morning,
Feare you not hele come anone, meane time
You may do well to bid his guests sit down.
Ales.
I so they shall, M. Bradshaw sit you there,
I pray you be content, Ile haue my will.
M. Mosbie sit you in my husbands seat.
Michaell
Susan shall thou and I wait on them,
Or and thou saith the word let vs sit down too.
Su.
Peace we haue other matters now in hand.
I feare me Michael al wilbe bewraied.
Mic.
Tush so it be knowne that I shal marry thée in the
Morning, I care not though I be hangde ere night.
But to preuent the worst, Ile by some rats bane.
Su.
Why Michael wilt thou poyson thy selfe?
Mic.
No, but my mistres, for I feare shele tell.
Su.
Tush Michel feare not her, she's wise enough.
Mos.
Sirra Michell giues a cup of beare.
M. Arden, heers to your husband.
Ales.
My husband?
Fra.
What ailes you woman, to crie so suddenly.
Ales.
Ah neighbors a sudden qualm came ouer my hart
My husbands being foorth torments my minde.
I know some thing's amisse, he is not well.
Or els I should haue heard of him ere now.
Mo.
She will vndo vs, through her foolishnes.
