Here upon this place I ground it, The obedience of my people,
and all necessaries: your opinions Gentlemen?
_Capt_. 'Tis plain and evident that he meant Wenches.
_Sav_. Good Sir let me expound it?
_Capt_. Here be as sound men, as your self Sir.
_Poet_. This do I hold to be the interpretation of it: In this word
Necessary, is concluded all that be helps to Man; Woman was made the
first, and therefore here the chiefest.
_Young Lo_. Believe me 'tis a learned one; and by these words, The
obedience of my people, you Steward being one, are bound to fetch us
Wenches.
_Capt_. He is, he is.
_Young Lo_. Steward, attend us for instructions.
_Sav_. But will you keep no house Sir?
_Young Lo_. Nothing but drink Sir, three hundred pounds in drink.
_Sav_. O miserable house, and miserable I that live to see it! Good Sir
keep some meat.
_Young Lo_. Get us good Whores, and for your part, I'le board you in an
Alehouse, you shall have Cheese and Onions.
_Sav_. What shall become of me, no Chimney smoaking? Well Prodigal, your
Brother will come home.
[_Exit_.
_Young Lo_. Come Lads, I'le warrant you for Wenches, three hundred pounds
in drink.
[_Exeunt omnes_.
_Actus Secundus_. _Scena Prima_.
_Enter Lady, _her Sister_ Martha, Welford, Younglove, _and others_.
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