she hid him in her chamber.

_Enter_ ALDO.

_Aldo._ What's the matter trow? what, in martial posture, son
Brainsick?

_Jud._ Pray, father Aldo, do you beg my pardon of my master. I have
committed a fault; I have hidden a gentleman in my chamber, who is to
marry me without his friends' consent, and therefore came in private
to me.

_Aldo._ That thou should'st think to keep this secret! why, I know it
as well as he that made thee.

_Mrs Brain._ [_Aside._] Heaven be praised, for this knower of all
things! Now will he lie three or four rapping volunteers, rather than
be thought ignorant in any thing.

_Brain._ Do you know his friends, father Aldo?

_Aldo._ Know them! I think I do. His mother was an arch-deacon's
daughter; as honest a woman as ever broke bread: she and I have been
cater-cousins in our youth; we have tumbled together between a pair of
sheets, i'faith.

_Brain._ An honest woman, and yet you two have tumbled together! those
are inconsistent.

_Aldo._ No matter for that.