_Evad_. Wilt take my place to night?

_Dul_. I'le hold your Cards against any two I know.

_Evad_. What wilt thou do?

_Dul_. Madam, we'l do't, and make'm leave play too.

_Evad_. _Aspatia_, take her part.

_Dul_. I will refuse it.
She will pluck down a side, she does not use it.

_Evad_. Why, do.

_Dul_. You will find the play
Quickly, because your head lies well that way.

_Evad_. I thank thee _Dula_, would thou could'st instill
Some of thy mirth into _Aspatia_:
Nothing but sad thoughts in her breast do dwell,
Methinks a mean betwixt you would do well.

_Dul_. She is in love, hang me if I were so,
But I could run my Country, I love too
To do those things that people in love do.

_Asp_. It were a timeless smile should prove my cheek,
It were a fitter hour for me to laugh,