tisfaction.

_Des._ Ah, do, Mr. _Ananias_, do, for she's a good and virtuous Lady,
_certo_ she is.

[Ana. goes close to the Bed-post, and speaks over his Shoulder.

_Ana._ Get ye behind my Cloak--

_L. Des._ Indeed, Sir, your Counsel and Assistance is very comfortable.

_Ana._ We should be Help-meets to one another, Madam.

_Des._ Alack, good Man!

[L. _Des._ goes to coax her Husband.

_L. Des._ Ay, my dear, I am so much oblig'd to him, that I know not,
without thy Aid, how to make him amends.

_Free._ So, this is the first Cloak of Zeal I ever made use of.

[Ana._ going, spreading his Cloak, to the Door; _Free. behind goes
out.

_Des._ Good Lady, give him his twenty pieces, adad, he worthily deserves
'em.
[Gives her Gold.

_L. Des._ Indeed, and so he does, Dear, if thou knew'st all.-- What say
you now, do I not improve in Hypocrisy? And shall I not in time make a
precious Member of your Church?
[To _Ana._

_Ana._ Verily, your Ladyship is most ingenious and expert.-- Sir, I most
humbly take my leave.
[Ex. _Ana._

Enter _Tom_.

_Tom._ My Lord, my Lord _Lambert_ has sent in all haste for you, you
must attend at his House immediately.

_Des._ So, he has heard the News-- I must away-- let my Coach be ready.
[Ex. _Des._

_L. Des._ How unlucky was this that _Freeman_ should be gone-- Sirrah,
run and see to o'ertake him, and bring him back.
[Exeunt.

SCENE II. _A fine Chamber in La. _Lambert's_ House._

Enter _Gilliflower_ and _Loveless_ by dark, richly drest.

_Lov._ Where am I, _Gilliflower_?

_Gill._ In my Lady's Apartment, Sir, she'll be with you presently; you
need not fear betraying, Sir, for I'll assure you I'm an Heroick in my
Heart: my Husband was a Captain for his Majesty of ever-blessed Memory,
and kill'd at Naseby, God be thanked, Sir.

_Lov._ What pity 'tis that thou shouldst serve this Party?

_Gill._ Bating her Principles, my Lady has good Nature enough to oblige
a Servant; and truly, Sir, my Vails were good in old _Oliver's_ Days;
I got well by that Amour between him and my Lady; the man was lavish
enough.

_Lov._ Yes, of the Nation's Treasure-- but prithee tell me, is not thy
Lady mad, raving on Crowns and Kingdoms?

_Gill._ It appears so to you, who are not us'd to the Vanity of the
Party, but they are all so mad in their Degree, and in the Fit they talk
of nothing else, Sir: we have tomorrow a Hearing as they call it.

_Lov._