A tryall of priuate deuotions. Or, A diall for the houres of prayer. By H.B. rector of St. Mathevves Friday-street

The next meeting on Friday morning.

Charis.

MAdam, God giue you good morrow.

Cur.

Welcome Madam. I was euen expecting of you. Haue you brought your Chaplaine with you?

Char.

Madam I haue; who is ready to tender to your honour such satisfaction, as he hath in his iudge∣ment conceiued to be conuenient.

Cur.

Master Iohannes, I would intreat you here to spend a little familiar conference with my Chaplain Master Diotrephes, about that Booke which your Lady hath ac∣quainted you with. I suppose you come sufficiently instruct∣ed what to say therein.

Iohannes.

Madam, I must craue pardon for my bold∣nesse in this my rudenesse, hoping that wherein I shall offend, my Ladies command in bringing me hither will helpe to excuse me. For as for this Booke, I confesse I was loth to meddle with it, but vpon her ouer earnest pressing of me. And besides my time hath beene verie short to informe my selfe sufficiently touching all the particulars of this Booke, which perhaps a more iudi∣cious eye vpon better deliberation might more fully discouer. Nor did I thinke it fit to trouble your Ladi∣ships eares with any tedious canuasses to and fro; but rather to recommend it to your Ladiship in one briefe view, to peruse the same at your best leasure. And here it is in writing, praying your Ladiships honour to par∣don

my rudenesse and plainnesse therein, according to your honours promise to my Lady here.

Cur.

Sir, I thanke you very kindly, wishing I could as easily requite your paines and courtesie, as I can hardly other∣wise deserue it.

Ioh.

Madam, your noble acceptance shall be to me as a most ample recompence.

Cur.

I promise to bestow the reading of it thorowly.

Ioh.

Madam, God grant you may reape much fruit thereby.