WILL

Why I thank you for it Sir, you seem to be a Squire of our order Sir. You mistake us not Sir. Faith and if Fouleweather be a welcome suitor to a air Lady, has good luck. A plague of Cap aine Fowleweather I reme ̄ ber him now Jack, and know him to be a dull moist brained Ass. As fearful as a Hare, & a will lie Like a Lap wing, & I know how he came to be a Captain, & to have his Surname of Commendations. Why Sir he served the great Lady Kingcob, and was yeoman of her wardrobe, & because a cood brush up her silks lustily, she thought he would curry the e nemies coats as soundly, and so by her commendati ons, he was made Captain in the low Countries. Right. Sir Gyles Goosecap whats he a gentleman? She is the best scholar of any woman but one in England, she is with e and virtuous, I'll answer for her, because I know her Ladyship to be a perfect maid indeed. Passing perfectly I warrant you. Well though they have lost their attendance, let not us loose our Suppers Jack. The other two Ladies commend them no less kindly to you two knights too; & desire your worships wood meet them at Barnet ith morning with the Cap taine. I but how will they digest it thinkest thou? when they shall find our Ladies not there? We doubt not madam, but if it please your La diship to put up their abuses, We shall make them gladly furnish their poc kets with them. Save you knights. Yes indeed Sir, but we left our fellows to wait for once, and cood not choose in pure love to your worships, but we must needs come and meet you, before you met our Ladies, to tell you a secret. Why then this it is; we oue herd our Ladies as they were talking in private say they refused to meet you at Barnet this morning of purpose, because they wood try which of you were most patient. Then did they swear one another not to excuse themselves to you by any means, that they might try you the better, now if they shall see you say nothing in the world to them, what may come of it, when Ladies be gin to try their suitors once, I hope your wisdoms can I dge a little. No in deed ant please your worship. Marry Sir they are inui ed to a great supper to night to your Lords house Captain the Lord Furnifall, and there will be your great cousin Sir Gyles Goosecap, the Lord Tales, and your uncle Sir Cut. Rudesby, Sir Cuthbert Kingcob. I indeed Sir the best Ta S in England are your Canterbury tales, I assure you. Laugh well (um) then we must know this Sir, is your Lord Costive of laughter, or laxative of laugh ter? As fit, I'll warra ̄ to you Captain, as if he were made for him, and he shall come this night to supper, and fool where his Lord: sits at table. Not S frolic, as you left us Sir Gyles. But wood you help your Lord to a good fool so feign Sir. Why then Sir the less wit will serve his Lord ships turn, marry if he had been Costive of laughter, he must have had two or three drams of wit the more in his fool, for we must inister according to the quam ̄ tity of his L rd: humour you know, and if he S ood have as much Wit in his fool being Laxative of laughter, as if he were Costive of Laughter, why he might laugh himself into and Epilepsy, and fallen down dead suddenly, as many have done with the e tremitie of that passion; and I know your Lord cares for nothing, but the health of a fool. Why my Lord the fool we took for your Lord: is thought too wise for you, and we dare not prese ̄ to him, I indeed sir Giles, and he knows you so well too And now Comme port vous monsieur? Is this he? gods my life what beasts were we, than we wood not ee him all this while, never trust me if he look not somewhat Like a man, see how prettily he holds the torch in one of his forefeet, where his keeper owe, is he broke lose? Gods me he speaks Jack, Oh pray pardon us Sir I but Sir these must come into it before they come out ont I hope, but what countryman is ir Cut. Rudeby? That is as chased as ever was Hippolitus. No Sir no, by a rule that will not slip so I warrant you, which for his honours sake I will let slip unto you, gods so Jack I think they have supped. Pray pardon us madam, we would be glad to please any body. And beside madam we wood have them know that your two little Pages, which are less by hall hen two leaves, have more learning in them then is in all their three volumes. Save you knights. Do not you say so sir Giles, for to tell you true that fool is dead. All desiring your Lo: to pardon them, for not eating your meat to night. That cannot be man, for all fists are shut you know, and utter nothing, and beside I do not think my quarrel joust for my Ladies in this cause, for I protest she does most miscarry her self. Or rather the from ̄ changed Travaler great page. Sir, on, on That you shall Sir, and the Hydrographical too and you will; first my Lady the widow, and Counts ugenia, is in earnest, a most worthy Lady, and indeed can do more then a thousand other Ladies can do I can tell you. Unmannerly, you villain? Oh that I were worthy to wear a agger to and e purpose for thy sake? That we sh ll yfath boy, and look thou here, heres a read cheeked apple to take him up with. Well, I am sorry for my presumption then, but more sorry for my Ladies, marry most sorry or thee good Lord Momforde, that will make most of a l ory for our selves, if we do not find her out. Hold thee Jack, take it. But what qualities haunt Sir Gyles Goosecap now Sir? Does him Lord: love a fool, so well pray. Another Crash in my Ladies Cellar i'faith mon sieur.