Cacafogo: 

      Prithee be answered, thou shalt crave no leave,
      I am in my meditations, do not vex me,
      A beaten thing, but this hour a most bruised thing,
      That people had compassion on it, looked so,
      The next Sir Palmerin, here’s fine proportion,
      An Ass, and then an Elephant, sweet Justice,
      There’s no way left to come at her now, no craving,
      If money could come near, yet I would pay him;
      I have a mind to make him a huge Cuckold,
      And money may do much, a thousand Duckets,
      ’Tis but the letting blood of a rank Heir.

Estifania: 

      ’Pray you hear me.

Cacafogo: 

      I know thou hast some wedding Ring to pawn now,
      Of Silver and gilt, with a blind posie in’t,
      Love and a Mill-horse should go round together,
      Or thy Childs whistle, or thy Squirrels Chain,
      I’ll none of ’em, I would she did but know me,
      Or would this Fellow had but use of money,
      That I might come in any way.

Estifania: 

      I am gone, Sir,
      And I shall tell the beauty sent me to ye,
213] The Lady Margarita.

Cacafogo: 

      Stay I prithee,
      What is thy will?  I turn me wholly to ye,
      And talk now till thy tongue ake, I will hear ye.

Estifania: 

      She would entreat you, Sir,

Cacafogo: 

      She shall command, Sir,
      Let it be so, I beseech thee, my sweet Gentlewoman,
      Do not forget thy self.

Estifania: 

      She does command then
      This courtesie, because she knows you are noble.

Cacafogo: 

      Your Mistress by the way?

Estifania: 

      My natural mistress,
      Upon these Jewels, Sir, they are fair and rich,
      And view ’em right.

Cacafogo: 

      To doubt ’em is an heresie.

Estifania: 

      A thousand Duckets, ’tis upon necessity
      Of present use, her husband, Sir, is stubborn.

Cacafogo: 

      Long may he be so.

Estifania: 

      She desires withal a better knowledge of your parts and person,
      And when you please to do her so much honour.

Cacafogo: 

      Come, let’s dispatch.

Estifania: 

      In troth I have heard her say, Sir,
      Of a fat man she has not seen a sweeter. 
      But in this business, Sir.

Cacafogo: 

      Let’s do it first
      And then dispute, the Ladies use may long for’t.

Estifania: 

      All secrecy she would desire, she told me
      How wise you are.

Cacafogo: 

      We are not wise to talk thus,
      Carry her the gold, I’le look her out a Jewel,
      Shall sparkle like her eyes, and thee another,
      Come prethee come, I long to serve thy Lady,
      Long monstrously, now valor I shall meet ye,
      You that dare Dukes.