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A room in FORESIGHT's house.
FORE. Hey day! What, are all the women of my family abroad? Is not my wife
come home? Nor my sister, nor my daughter?
SERV. No, sir.
FORE. Mercy on us, what can be the meaning of it? Sure the moon is in all her
fortitudes. Is my niece Angelica at home?
SERV. Yes, sir.
FORE. I believe you lie, sir.
SERV. Sir?
FORE. I say you lie, sir. It is impossible that anything should be as I would have
it; for I was born, sir, when the crab was ascending, and all my affairs go
SERV. I can't tell indeed, sir.
FORE. No, I know you can't, sir: but I can tell, and foretell, sir.
[To them] NURSE.
FORE. Nurse, where's your young mistress?
NURSE. Wee'st heart, I know not, they're none of 'em come home yet. Poor
child, I warrant she's fond o' seeing the town. Marry, pray heaven they ha' given
her any dinner. Good lack-a-day, ha, ha, ha, Oh, strange! I'll vow and swear now,
ha, ha, ha, marry, and did you ever see the like!
FORE. Why, how now, what's the matter?
NURSE. Pray heaven send your worship good luck, marry, and amen with all my
heart, for you have put on one stocking with the wrong side outward.