ake another one, which home the sempstress brings on Tuesday last.

_Thos_. And found thy fair mistress as many faults with that?

_Fath_. Not one! She finds it a very pattern of a gown! A well-sitting
flounce! The sleeves a fit--the tucker a fit--the trimmings her fancy to
a T--ha! ha! ha! and she praised the sempstress--ha! ha! ha! and she
smiles at me, and I smile--ha! ha! ha! and the sempstress smiles--ha! ha!
ha! Now, why did the sempstress smile?

_Thos_. That she had succeeded so well in her art.

_Fath_. Thou hast hit it again! The jade must have been born a
sempstress! If ever I marry, she shall work for my wife. The gown was
the same gown, and there was my mistress's twentieth mood!

_Thos_. What think you will Master Walter say when he comes back? I
fear he'll hardly know his country maid again. Has she yet fixed her
wedding-day?

_Fath_. She has, Master Thomas. I coaxed it from her maid. She
marries, Monday week.

_Thos_. Comes not Master Walter back to-day?

_Fath_. Your master expects him. [A ringing.] Perhaps that's he. I
prithee go and open the door; do, Master Thomas, do; for proves it my
master, he'll surely question me.

_Thos_. And what should I do?

_Fath_. Answer him, Master Thomas, and make him none the wiser. He'll
go mad, when he learns how my lady flaunts it! Go! open the door, I
prithee. Fifty things, Master Thomas, know you, for one thing that I
know! You can turn and twist a matter into any other kind of matter; and
then twist and turn it back again, if needs be; so much you servants of
the town beat us of the country, Master Thomas. Open the door, now; do,
Master Thomas, do!

[They go out.]

SCENE II.--A Garden with two Arbours.

[Enter MASTER HEARTWELL and MASTER WALTER meeting.]

_Heart_. Good Master Walter, welcome back again!

_Wal_. I'm glad to see you, Master Heartwell!

_Heart_. How,
I pray you, sped the mighty business which
So sudden called you hence?

_Wal_. Weighty, indeed!
What thou wouldst ne'er expect--wilt scarce believe!
Long-hidden wrong, wondrously come to light,
And great right done! But more of this anon.
Now of my ward discourse! Likes she the town?
How does she? Is she well? Canst match me her
Among your city maids?

_Heart_. Nor court ones neither!
She far outstrips them all!

_Wal_. I knew she would.
What else could follow in a maid so bred?
A pure mind, Master Heartwell!--not a taint
From inter