To them intervening.]Keep, Needle, Interest.
Keep. Where's Mr. Needle? Saw you Mr. Needle?
We are undone.
Com. What ails the frantick Nurse?
Keep. My Mrs. is undone, she's crying out!
Where is this Man trow? Mr. needle?
Nee. Here.
Kee. Run for the Party, Mrs. Chair, the Mid-wife.
Nay, look how the Man stands, as he were gok't!
She's lost, if you not haste away the party.
Nee. Where is the Doctor?
Keep. Where a scoffing Man is.
And his Apothecary, little better;
They laugh and jeer at all: will you dispatch?
And fetch the party quickly to our Mistriss:
We are all undone! The Tympany will out else.
Int. News, News, good news, better than bu*ter'd news!
My Niee is found with Child, the Doctor tells me,
And fal'n in labour.
Com. How?
Int. The Portion's paid!
The portion -- O' the Captain! Is he here?
[Exit.
Pra. H' has spi'd your Swords out! put 'em up, put up,
Yo' have driven him hence; and yet your quarrel's ended.
Iro. In a most strange discovery.
Pra. Of light Gold.
Dia. And crack't withing the Ring. I take the Omen,
As a good Omen.
Pra. Then put up your Sword,
And on your Doublet. Give the Captain thanks.
Dia. I had been slur'd else. Thank you noble Captain:
Your quarreling cau'd all this.
Iro. Where's Compa**?
Pra. Gone,
Shrunk hence; contracted to his Center, I fear.
Iro. The slip is his then.
Dia. I had like t'have been
Abus'd i'the business, had the slip slur'd on me,
A counterfeit.
Bia. Sir, we are all abu's:
As many as were brought on to be Suitors;
And we will joyn in thanks, all to the Captain,
And to his fortune that so brought us off.