[_Exit_ TATTLEAID.
"THIRD LADY.

Indeed, madam, you should have patience; his lordship was old.

To die is but going before in a journey we must all take.
_Enter_ TATTLEAID, _loaded with bottles_; THIRD LADY _takes a bottle from her and drinks_.
"FOURTH LADY.

Lord, how my Lady Fleer drinks! I have heard, indeed, but never could believe it of her.

[_Drinks also_.
"FIRST LADY.