SCENE I.--_At_ KITELY'S. DAME KITELY _and_ DOWN-RIGHT, _who, to his

sister's great indignation, is reproving her for admitting_ WELL-BRED'S _companions. Enter_ BRIDGET, MATTHEW, _and_ BOBADILL; WELL-BRED, STEPHEN, YOUNG KNOWELL, _and_ BRAIN-WORM _at the back_.

BRIDGET: Servant, in truth, you are too prodigal Of your wit's treasure thus to pour it forth Upon so mean a subject as my worth. What is this same, I pray you?

MATTHEW: Marry, an elegy, an elegy, an odd toy. I'll read it if you please.

[_Exit_ DOWN-RIGHT, _disgusted. The rest listen to_ MATTHEW'S _"elegy," consisting of scraps from Marlowe. As_ DOWN-RIGHT _re-enters, fuming_, WELL-BRED _is beginning to chaff_ MATTHEW. DOWN-RIGHT _interrupts with an attack on the whole company, and threatens to slit_ BOBADILL'S _ears. Swords are drawn all round, and_ KNOWELL _is endeavouring to calm the disturbance, when_ KITELY _enters_.

WELL-BRED: Come, let's go. This is one of my brother's ancient humours, this.

STEPHEN: I am glad nobody was hurt by his "ancient humour."

[_Exeunt all but they of the house_. BRIDGET _and_ DAME KITELY _praise the conduct of_ KNOWELL, _whereupon_ KITELY _conceives that he must be_ DAME KITELY'S _lover_.