onour in you?

_Limb._ Well, honour is honour, and I must go: But I shall never get
me such another Pug again! O, my heart! my poor tender heart! it is
just breaking with Pug's unkindness! [_They drag him out._

SCENE II.--WOODALL _and_ TRICKSY _discovered in the Garden-house._

_Enter_ GERVASE _to them._

_Gerv._ Make haste, and save yourself, sir; the enemy's at hand: I
have discovered him from the corner, where you set me sentry.

_Wood._ Who is it?

_Gerv._ Who should it be, but Limberham? armed with a two-hand fox. O
Lord, O Lord!

_Trick._ Enter quickly into the still-house, both of you, and leave me
to him: There is a spring-lock within, to open it when we are gone.

_Wood._ Well, I have won the party and revenge, however: A minute
longer, and I had won the tout. [_They go in: She locks the Door._

_Enter_ LIMBERHAM, _with a great Sword._

_Limb._ Disloyal Pug!

_Trick._ What humour is this? you are drunk, it seems: Go sleep.

_Limb._ Thou hast robbed me of my repose for ever: I am like Macbeth,
after the death of good king Duncan; methinks a voice says to
me,--Sleep no more; Tricksy has murdered sleep.

_Trick._ Now I find it: You are willing to save your settlement, and
are sent by some of your wise counsellors, to pick a quarrel with me.

_Limb._ I have been your cully above these seven years; but, at last,
my eyes are opened to your witchcraft; and indulgent heaven has taken
care of my preservation. In short, madam, I have found you out; and,
to cut off preambles, produce your adulterer.

_Trick._ If I have any, you know him best: You are the only ruin of my
reputation. But if I have dishonoured my family, for the love of you,
methinks you should be the last man to upbraid me with it.

_Limb._ I am sure you are of the family of your abominable great
grandam Eve; but produce the man, or, by my father's soul--

_Trick._ Still I am in the dark.

_Limb._ Yes, you have been in the dark; I know it: But I shall bring
you to light immediately.

_Trick._ You are not jealous?

_Limb._ No; I am too certain to be jealous: But you have a man here,
that shall be nameless; let me see him.

_Trick._ Oh, if that be your business, you had best search: And when
you have wearied yourself, and spent your idle humour, you may find me
above, in my chamber, and come to ask my pardon. [_Going._

_Limb._ You may go, madam; but I shall beseech your ladyship to leave
the key o