1. FRIEND.
I knew t'would be so.
2. FRIEND.
But there be new conditions, which you'l heare of
At better time.
IAILOR.
I hope they are good.
2. FRIEND.
They are honourable,
How good they'l prove, I know not.
[Enter Wooer.]
1. FRIEND.
T'will be knowne.
WOOER.
Alas, Sir, wher's your Daughter?
IAILOR.
Why doe you aske?
WOOER.
O, Sir, when did you see her?
2. FRIEND.
How he lookes?
IAILOR.
This morning.
WOOER.
Was she well? was she in health, Sir?
When did she sleepe?
1. FRIEND.
These are strange Questions.
IAILOR.
I doe not thinke she was very well, for now
You make me minde her, but this very day
I ask'd her questions, and she answered me
So farre from what she was, so childishly,
So sillily, as if she were a foole,
An Inocent, and I was very angry.
But what of her, Sir?
WOOER.
Nothing but my pitty;
But you must know it, and as good by me
As by an other that lesse loves her--
IAILOR.
Well, Sir.
1. FRIEND.
Not right?
2. FRIEND.
Not well?
WOOER.
No, Sir, not well.
Tis too true, she is mad.
1. FRIEND.
It cannot be.
WOOER.
Beleeve, you'l finde it so.
IAILOR.
I halfe suspected
What you (have) told me: the gods comfort her:
Either this was her love to Palamon,
Or feare of my miscarrying on his scape,
Or both.
WOOER.
Tis likely.
IAILOR.
But why all this haste, Sir?
WOOER.
Ile tell you quickly.
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