Michael Perez: 

      Is she a Whore too?

Old Woman: 

      Little better, Gentleman, I dare not say she is so Sir, because
      She is yours, Sir, these five years she has firkt
      A pretty Living,
      Until she came to serve; I fear he will knock my
      Brains out for lying.

Michael Perez: 

      She has serv’d me faithfully,
      A Whore and Thief? two excellent moral learnings
      In one she-Saint, I hope to see her legend. 
      Have I been fear’d for my discoveries,
      And courted by all Women to conceal ’em? 
      Have I so long studied the art of this Sex,
      And read the warnings to young Gentlemen? 
      Have I profest to tame the Pride of Ladies,
      And make ’em bear all tests, and am I trickt now? 
      Caught in mine own nooze? here’s a royal left yet,
      There’s for your lodging and your meat for this Week. 
      A silk Worm lives at a more plentiful ordinary,
      And sleeps in a sweeter Box:  farewel great Grandmother,
      If I do find you were an accessary,
      ’Tis but the cutting off too smoaky minutes,
      I’ll hang ye presently.

Old Woman: 

      And I deserve it, I tell but truth.

Michael Perez: 

      Not I, I am an Ass, Mother.
          
                                                     [Exeunt.

[Enter the Duke of Medina, Juan de Castro, Alonzo, Sanchio, Cacafogo.  Attendants.]

Duke of Medina: 

      A goodly house.

Juan de Castro: 

      And richly furnisht too, Sir.

Alonzo: 

      Hung wantonly, I like that preparation,
      It stirs the blood unto a hopeful Banquet,
      And intimates the Mistress free and jovial,
      I love a house where pleasure prepares welcome.

Duke of Medina: 

      Now Cacafogo, how like you this mansion? 
      ’Twere a brave Pawn.

Cacafogo: 

      I shall be master of it,
      ’Twas built for my bulk, the rooms are wide and spacious,
203] Airy and full of ease, and that I love well,
      I’ll tell you when I taste the Wine, my Lord,
      And take the height of her Table with my Stomach,
      How my affections stand to the young Lady.

      [Enter Margarita, Altea, Ladies, and Servants.]

Margarita: 

      All welcome to your Grace, and to these Souldiers,
      You honour my poor house with your fair presence,
      Those few slight pleasures that inhabit here, Sir,
      I do beseech your Grace command, they are yours,
      Your servant but preserves ’em to delight ye.

Duke of Medina: 

      I thank ye Lady, I am bold to visit ye,
      Once more to bless mine eyes with your sweet Beauty,
      ’T has been a long night since you left the Court,
      For till I saw you now, no day broke to me.