Scena Octava.
Enter Hylas and Sam.
Sam.
VVHere hast thou been man?
Hyl.
Is there nev'r a shop open?
I'le give thee a paire of gloves Sam.
Sam.
What's the matter?
Hyl.
What do'st thou thinke?
Sam.
Thou art not married?
Hyl.
By th' masse but I am, all to be married,
I am i'th order now Sam.
Sam.
To whom prethee?
I thought there was some such trick in't, you stole from me
But who, for heaven sake?
Hyl.
Ev'n the sweetest woman,
The rarest woman Samuel, and the lustiest,
But wondrous honest, honest as the ice boy,
Not a bit before hand, for my life, sirha,
And of a lusty kindred.
Sam.
But who Hylas?
Hyl.
The yong gentleman and I are like to be friends a∣gaine,