Come hither, leave your fooling &tell me truely: didst sleepe to night or no? _Buz_. Sleepe? Not that I remember: Ile sweare (&my eyes should come out as 2 witnesses) that I nere slept worse; for what with ycur _Spanish_ flyes (the pocky, stinging musquitoes) &what with your skip Jacke fleas, the nap of my sleepe was worne off. _Hen_.

Didst heare nothing? _Buz_. Not in my sleepe. _Hen_.

Collect thy sences; when thou wert awake didst thou heare nothing? _Buz_. Nothing. _Hen_.

Twixt 12 &one? _Buz_. 12 &one? Then was I in my dead sleepe, cursing the fleas. _Hen_.

Or about one &two. _Buz_. That's Three:-Now the Beetle[32] of my head beates it into my memory that as you &your brother _Manuell_ lay in the high Bed, &I trondling[33] underneath, I heard one of you talke most stigmatically in his sleepe-most horriferously.