Leon: 

      I will not, alas I never knew my self sufficiently.

Margarita: 

      Nor must not now.

Leon: 

      I’le be a Dog to please ye.

Margarita: 

      Indeed you must fetch and carry as I appoint ye.

Leon: 

      I were to blame else.

Margarita: 

      Kiss me again; a strong fellow,
      There is a vigor in his lips:  if you see me
      Kiss any other, twenty in an hour Sir,
      You must not start, nor be offended.

Leon: 

      No, if you kiss a thousand I shall be contented,
      It will the better teach me how to please ye.
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Altea: 

      I told ye Madam.

Margarita: 

      ’Tis the man I wisht for; the less you speak.

Leon: 

      I’le never speak again Madam,
      But when you charge me, then I’le speak softly too.

Margarita: 

      Get me a Priest, I’le wed him instantly,
      But when you are married Sir, you must wait
      Upon me, and see you observe my laws.

Leon: 

      Else you shall hang me.

Margarita: 

      I’le give ye better clothes when you deserve ’em,
      Come in, and serve for witness.

Omnes: 

      We shall Madam.

Margarita: 

      And then away toth’ city presently,
      I’le to my new house and new company.

Leon: 

      A thousand crowns are thine, and I am a made man.

Altea: 

      Do not break out too soon.

Leon: 

      I know my time wench.
          
                                                     [Exeunt.

      [Enter Clara, and Estifania with a paper.]

Clara: 

      What, have you caught him?

Estifania: 

      Yes.

Clara: 

      And do you find him
      A man of those hopes that you aim’d at?

Estifania: 

      Yes too,
      And the most kind man, and the ablest also
      To give a wife content, he is sound as old wine,
      And to his soundness rises on the pallat,
      And there’s the man; find him rich too Clara.

Clara: 

      Hast thou married him?

Estifania: 

      What dost thou think I fish without a bait wench? 
      I bob for fools? he is mine own, I have him,
      I told thee what would tickle him like a trout,
      And as I cast it so I caught him daintily,
      And all he has I have ’stowed at my devotion.

Clara: 

      Does thy Lady know this? she is coming now to town,
      Now to live here in this house.

Estifania: 

      Let her come,
      She shall be welcom, I am prepar’d for her,
      She is mad sure if she be angry at my fortune,
      For what I have made bold.