.

_Brain._ [_Aside._] How infinitely she gulls him! and he so stupid not
to find it! [_To her._] If he be still within, madam, (you know my
meaning?) here's Bilbo ready to forbid your keeper entrance.

_Trick._ [_Aside._] Woodall must have told him of our
appointment.--What think you of walking down, Mr Limberham?

_Limb._ I'll but visit the chamber a little first.

_Trick._ What new maggot's this? you dare not, sure, be jealous!

_Limb._ No, I protest, sweet Pug, I am not: only to satisfy my
curiosity; that's but reasonable, you know.

_Trick._ Come, what foolish curiosity?

_Limb._ You must know, Pug, I was going but just now, in obedience to
your commands, to enquire of the health and safety of your jewels, and
my brother Brainsick most barbarously forbade me entrance:--nay, I
dare accuse you, when Pug's by to back me;--but now I am resolved I
will go see them, or somebody shall smoke for it.

_Brain._ But I resolve you shall not. If she pleases to command my
person, I can comply with the obligation of a cavalier.

_Trick._ But what reason had you to forbid him, then, sir?

_Limb._ Ay, what reason had you to forbid me, then, sir?

_Brain._ 'Twas only my caprichio, madam.--Now must I seem ignorant of
what she knows full well. [_Aside._

_Trick._ We'll enquire the cause at better leisure; come down, Mr
Limberham.

_Limb._ Nay, if it were only his caprichio, I am satisfied; though I
must tell you, I was in a kind of huff, to hear him _Tan ta ra, tan ta
ra,_ a quarter of an hour together; for _Tan ta ra_ is but an odd kind
of sound, you know, before a man's chamber.

_Enter_ PLEASANCE.

_Pleas._ [_Aside._] Judith has assured me, he must be there; and, I am
resolved, I'll satisfy my revenge at any rate upon my rivals.

_Trick._ Mrs Pleasance is come to call us: pray let us go.

_Pleas._ Oh dear, Mr Limberham, I have had the dreadfullest dream
to-night, and am come to tell it you: I dreamed you left your
mistress's jewels in your chamber, and the door open.

_Limb._ In good time be it spoken; and so I did, Mrs Pleasance.

_Pleas._ And that a great swinging thief came in, and whipt them out.

_Limb._ Marry, heaven forbid!

_Trick._ This is ridiculous: I'll speak to your mother, madam, not to
suffer you to eat such heavy suppers.

_Limb._ Nay, that's very true; for, you may remember she fed very much
upon larks and pigeons; and they are very heavy meat, as Pug s