_Are_. And has he don't?

_La_. Yes Madam.

_Are_. 'Tis a pretty sad talking lad, is it not?
Askt you his name?

_La_. No Madam.

[ _Enter _Galatea.

_Are_. O you are welcome, what good news?

_Gal_. As good as any one can tell your Grace,
That saies she hath done that you would have wish'd.

_Are_. Hast thou discovered?

_Gal_. I have strained a point of modesty for you.

_Are_. I prethee how?

_Gal_. In listning after bawdery; I see, let a Lady live
never so modestly, she shall be sure to find a lawful
time, to harken after bawdery; your Prince, brave
_Pharamond_, was so hot on't.

_Are_. With whom?

_Gal_. Why, with the Lady I suspect: I can tell the time and place.