_Ri_. I must confesse you frighted me at first.
_Enter_Dorothy_.
_Do_.-My Master come back? if he had found the [sic] Sir _Francis_ here!
_Ri_. How now? art thou frighted too?
_Do_.
Frighted, quoth a! Oh, Madam, the key of the Closet quickly. I
must have some Cordiall water for Sir _Francis_; I feare this fitt will
kill him.
_La_.
Alas, good gentleman! make hast.
_Do_.-His appearance would betray all: I thus prevent it.
_La_. Nay, sweet hart, you sha'not leave me till I ha told
What a cruell Dreame I had. Methought a king
Of Blackamores was in love with me, and haveing
By flattering Courtship drawne me to his bed chamber,
With my consent or force swore to enjoy mee.
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