Isab. I would fain have a Brother in law, I love mens company, and if she call for dinner to avoid you, be sure you stay; follow her into her chamber, if she retire to Pray, pray with her, and boldly, like honest lovers.

Luce. This will kill her.

Foun. You have shewed us one way, do but lead the tother.

Isab. I know you stand o’thorns, come I’le dispatch you.

Luce. If you live after this.

Isab. I have lost my aim.

Enter Valentine, and Francisco.

Fran. Did you not see ’em since.

Val. No hang ’em, hang ’em.

Fran. Nor will you not be seen by ’em?

Val. Let ’em alone Frank, I’le make ’em their own justice, and a jerker.

Fran. Such base discourteous Dog-whelps.

Val. I shall dog ’em, and double dog ’em, ere I have done.

Fran. Will you go with me, for I would fain find out this piece of bountie, it was the Widows man, that I am certain of.

Val. To what end would you go?

Fran. To give thanks.

Val. Hang giving thanks, hast not thou parts deserve it? it includes a further will to be beholding, beggars can do no more at door, if you will go, there lies your way.

Fran. I hope you will go.

Val. No not in ceremony, and to a woman, with mine own Father, were he living Frank; I would toth’ Court with Bears first, if it be that wench, I think it is, for t’other’s wiser, I would not be so lookt upon, and laught at, so made a ladder for her wit, to climb upon, for ’tis the tartest tit in Christendom, I know her well Frank, and have buckled with her, so lickt, and stroaked, flear’d upon, and flouted, and shown to Chambermaids, like a strange beast, she had purchased with her penny.

Fran. You are a strange man, but do you think it was a woman?

Val. There’s no doubt on’t, who can be there to do it else? besides the manner of the circumstances.

Fran. Then such courtesies, who ever does ’em sir, saving your own wisdom, must be more lookt into, and better answered, than with deserving slights, or what we ought to have conferred upon us, men may starve else, means are not gotten now with crying out I am a gallant fellow, a good Souldier, a man of learning, or fit to be employed, immediate blessings cease like miracles, and we must grow by second means, I pray go with me, even as you love me Sir.

Val. I will come to thee, but Frank, I will not stay to hear your fopperies, dispatch those e’re I come.

Fran. You will not fail me.

Val. Some two hours hence expect me.

Fran. I thank you, and will look for you. [Exeunt.

Enter Widow, Shorthose, and Roger.