[_Exeunt_.



_Actus Secundus_.

_Enter_ Evadne, Aspatia, Dula, _and other Ladies_.

_Dul_. Madam, shall we undress you for this fight?
The Wars are nak'd that you must make to night.

_Evad_. You are very merry _Dula_.

_Dul_. I should be far merrier Madam, if it were with me
as it is with you.

_Eva_. Why how now wench?

_Dul_. Come Ladies will you help?

_Eva_. I am soon undone.

_Dul_. And as soon done:
Good store of Cloaths will trouble you at both.

_Evad_. Art thou drunk _Dula_?

_Dul_. Why here's none but we.

_Evad_. Thou think'st belike, there is no modesty