_Host_. That shall ye sir, a brush there, hoe!
_Enter[237] Boss, with the dog_.
_Bos_. _Salve, sis salvus_. I pray yee which of you five is Hostis of
this house?
_Boy_. That's easily discernd, for foure weare breeches.
_Bos_. Nere the sooner for that, my diminitive youth, for women now
adaies weare breeches as well as men; mary, the difference lies in the
bawble.
_Hostis_. Well, sir, to open the truth, I am the Hostesse.
_Bos_. The fruit is known, by the Tree at the first view, as the Author
writes, learnedly; come _basilus manus_.[238]
_Scil_. This kissing becomes a Gentleman, ile use it sure.[239]
_Bos_. Secondly, Mistris Hostesse, I would know what lodging ye have for
my Lady and her traine.
_Hostis_. What will serve your turne, sir?
_Bos_. Ile call my selfe to account and specifie thus: my Lady and her
Dogge, that's two visible; then there's the Dogge and my Lady, thats
four invisible; then there's my Ladies dogge and I, quoth the dogge,
that's six; then theres sequence of three, viz., the Dogge, and I, and
my Lady; then there's a pair of Knaves, viz.
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