Seb. No: he doth but mistake the truth totally

Gon. But the rariety of it is, which is indeed almost
beyond credit

Seb. As many voucht rarieties are

Gon. That our Garments being (as they were) drencht
in the Sea, hold notwithstanding their freshnesse and
glosses, being rather new dy'de then stain'd with salte
water

Ant. If but one of his pockets could speake, would
it not say he lyes?
Seb. I, or very falsely pocket vp his report

Gon. Me thinkes our garments are now as fresh as
when we put them on first in Affricke, at the marriage
of the kings faire daughter Claribel to the king of Tunis

Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in
our returne

Adri. Tunis was neuer grac'd before with such a Paragon
to their Queene

Gon. Not since widdow Dido's time

Ant. Widow? A pox o'that: how came that Widdow
in? Widdow Dido!