The things we do!

[_Exit_.
_Godfr_. Nay then, sweeteharts, you canott staye, you have had could
interteinment.
_Pal_. The land's to us as dreadfull as the seas,
For wee are heare, as by the billows, tost
From one feare to another.
_Ashb_. Pretty sowles,
Despyer not you of comfort; I'l not leive you
To the least danger till som newes returne
From him that undertakes your patronadge.
You, syrrah, usher them into the fryary,
Whence none dares force them. I have a cross wyfe you see,
And better you then I take sanctuary.
_Scrib_. Wee will be sweyde by you as one in whome
Wee yet have fownd all goodnes.
_Ashb_. Leive them theere
To safety, then returne.
[_Ex't. ma: Ashb_.[128]
_Clown_. What say'st thou to this gentleman?
_Fisher_. No man better.--Now it will go on my syde; this is my owne
master, sure hee cannot bee so unatrall to give sentens against his
owne natural servant.--Syr, good daye.
_Ashb_. Gramercyes, I in truth much suffered for thee,
Knowing howe rashly thou exposd thyself
To such a turbulent sea.


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