SCENE III.--_A Wood near Wakefield.

GEORGE-A-GREENE _discovered._[309]

_Geo._ Here sit thou, George, wearing a willow wreath, As one despairing of thy beauteous love: Fie, George! no more; Pine not away for that which cannot be. I cannot joy in any earthly bliss, So long as I do want my Bettris.

_Enter_ JENKIN.

_Jen._ Who see a master of mine?

_Geo._ How now, sirrah! whither away?

_Jen,_ Whither away! why, who do you take me to be?

_Geo._ Why, Jenkin, my man.

_Jen._ I was so once indeed, but now the case is altered.

_Geo._ I pray thee, as how?

_Jen._ Were not you a fortune-teller to-day?

_Geo._ Well, what of that?

_Jen._ So sure am I become a juggler. What will you say if I juggle your sweetheart?

_Geo._ Peace, prating losel! her jealous father Doth wait o'er her with such suspicious eyes, That, if a man but dally by her feet, He thinks it straight a witch to charm his daughter.

_Jen._ Well, what will you give me, if I bring her hither?

_Geo._ A suit of green, and twenty crowns besides.

_Jen._ Well, by your leave, give me room. You must give me something that you have lately worn.

_Geo._ Here is a gown, will that serve you? [_Gives gown._

_Jen._ Ay, this will serve me. Keep out of my circle, lest you be torn in pieces by she-devils.--Mistress Bettris, once, twice, thrice! [JENKIN _throws the gown in, and_ BETTRIS _comes out._[310] O, is this no cunning?

_Geo._ Is this my love, or is it but her shadow?

_Jen._ Ay, this is the shadow, but here is the substance.

_Geo._ Tell me, sweet love, what good fortune brought thee hither? For one it was that favour'd George-a-Greene.

_Bet._ Both love and fortune brought me to my George, In whose sweet sight is all my heart's content.

_Geo._ Tell me, sweet love, how cam'st thou from thy father's?

_Bet._ A willing mind hath many slips in love: It was not I, but Wily, thy sweet boy.

_Geo._ And where is Wily now?

_Bet._ In my apparel, in my chamber still.

_Geo._ Jenkin, come hither: go to Bradford, And listen out your fellow Wily.-- Come, Bettris, let us in, And in my cottage we will sit and talk. [_Exeunt._

ACT THE FOURTH