_Char._ Now Sir, to him,
You know my Daughter needs it.
_Hip._ Let me take
A farewell with mine eye, Sir, though my lip
Be barr'd the Ceremonie, courtesie
And Custom too allows of.
_Arn._ Gentle Madam,
I neither am so cold, nor so ill bred
But that I dare receive it: you are unguarded,
And let me tell you that I am asham'd
Of my late rudeness, and would gladly therefore
If you please to accept my ready service
Wait on you to your house.
_Hip._ Above my hope:
Sir, if an Angel were to be my convoy,
He should not be more welcom.-- [_Ex._ Arn. _and_ Hip.
_Clo._ Now you know me.
_Man._ Yes Sir, and honour you: ever remembring
Your many bounties, being ambitious only
To give you cause to say by some one service
That I am not ungratefull.
_Clod._ 'Tis now offer'd:
I have a suit to you, and an easie one,
Which e're long you shall know.
_Man._ When you think fit Sir,
And then as a command I will receive it,
Till when, most welcom: you are welcom too Sir,
'Tis spoken from the heart, and therefore needs not
Much protestation: at your better leisure
I will enquire the cause that brought you hither:
In the mean time serve you.
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