MILLER.
Ah, well said, Trotter; teach her to play the good huswife,
and thou shalt have her to thy wife, if thou canst get her
good will.

TROTTER.
Ah, words wherein I see Matrimony come loaden with kisses to
salute me! Now let me alone to pick the Mill, to fill the
hopper, to take the tole, to mend the sails, yea, and to make
the mill to go with the very force of my love.

[Here they must call for their gryst within.]

TROTTER.
I come, I come; yfaith, now you shall have your gryst, or else
Trotter will trot and amble himself to death.

[They call him again. Exit.]


SCENE III.

The Danish Court.

[Enter king of Denmark, with some attendants, Blanch his
daughter, Mariana, Marques Lubeck, William disguised.]


KING OF DENMARK.
Lord Marques Lubecke, welcome home.