Now by thy looks I guess thy message

King
Now by thy looks
I guess thy message. Is the Queen delivered?
Say “Ay, and of a boy.”

’Tis as like you
As cherry is to cherry.

Old Lady
Ay, ay, my liege,
And of a lovely boy. The God of heaven
Both now and ever bless her! ’Tis a girl
Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen
Desires your visitation, and to be
Acquainted with this stranger. ’Tis as like you
As cherry is to cherry.
King
Lovell.
Lovell
Sir.
King
Give her an hundred marks. I’ll to the Queen.
 King exits.
Old Lady
An hundred marks? By this light, I’ll ha’ more.
An ordinary groom is for such payment.
I will have more or scold it out of him.
Said I for this the girl was like to him?
I’ll have more or else unsay ’t. And now,
While ’tis hot, I’ll put it to the issue.
 Old Lady exits, with Lovell.