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hot, and cried, my business was a matter that concerned life and death ; they answered, so was sleeping, at which their lady was. I urged again, she had scarce time to be so since last I saw her : they smiled again, and seemed to instruct me that sleeping was nothing but lying down and winking. Answers more direct I could not get : in short, sir, I think she is not there.
73 King. 'Tis then no time to dally.—You o' the guard,
Wait at the back door of the prince's lodging,
[Exeunt Guards. Knock, gentlemen; knock loud ; louder yet.
[Dion, Cleremont, etc., knock at the door
of Pharamond's lodging.
[Pharamond appears at a window. Pha. What saucy groom knocks at this dead of night?
Where be our waiters? By my vexèd soul,
King. Prince, prince, you wrong your thoughts; we are
your friends :
The same, sir. Come down, sir : We have cause of present counsel with you.
Enter Pharamond below.
Pha. If your grace please
To use me, I'll attend you to your chamber. King. No, 'tis too late, prince ; I'll make bold with yours.
90 Pha. I have some private reasons to myself
Makes me unmannerly, and say you cannot.-
Come through my life that comes here.
He that enters, enters upon his death.
At these unseasoned hours.
Why do you
Only I'll search your lodging, for some cause
To ourself known.—Enter, I say. Pha. I say, no.
[Megra appears at a window. Meg
Let 'em enter, prince, let 'em enter ;
They hunt so hotly after ; let 'em enjoy it.-
To make public the weakness of a woman !
Come down. IIO Meg. I dare, my lord. Your hootings and your
Be joy and nourishment.
Will you come down? Meg. Yes, to laugh at your worst; but I shall wring
(Exit above. King. Sir, I must dearly chide you for this looseness;
You have wronged a worthy lady: but, no more.-
[Exeunt Pharamond and Attendants. Cle. Get him another wench, and you bring him to bed
Or two, to breathe himself, without a warrant.
Enter Megra below.
No man can fit your palate but the prince:
Faith, sir, you must pardon me;
On walls, and sung in ballads, any thing :
Her lays, leaps, and outlays, and will discover all ;
Do't to the height
What boy is this she raves at? Meg. Alas! gocd-minded prince, you know not these
And then behold the fall of your fair princess! 170 King. Has she a boy? Cle. So please your grace, I have seen a boy wait on her,
A fair boy.
Go, get you to your quarter :