[Exit.]
SCENE III. Another street. Before Civet's house.
[Enter Father, Lucy like a Dutch Frau, Civet, and
his wife mistress Frances.]
CIVET.
By my troth, god a mercy for this, good Christopher,
I thank thee for my maid, I like her very well. How
doest thou like her, Frances?
FRANCES.
In good sadness, Tom, very well, excellent well; she
speaks so prettily.--I pray what's your name?
LUCY.
My name, forsooth, be called Tanikin.
FRANCES.
By my troth, a fine name. O Tanikin, you are excellent
for dressing one's head a new fashion.
LUCY.
Me sall do every ting about da head.
CIVET.
What countrywoman is she, Kester?
FATHER.
A dutch woman, sir.
CIVET.
Why then she is outlandish, is she not?
FATHER.
I, sir, she is.
FRANCES.
O, then, thou canst tell how to help me to cheeks and
ears?
LUCY.
Yes, mistress, very vell.
FATHER.
Cheeks and ears! why, mistress Frances, want you
cheeks and ears? methinks you have very fair ones.
FRANCES.
Thou art a fool indeed. Tom, thou knowest what I mean.
CIVET.
Aye, aye, Kester, tis such as they wear a their heads. I
prithee, Kit, have her in, and shew her my house.
FATHER.
I will, sir.
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