are painted outsides; you must not cast your
eyes upon them, nor listen to their conversation: You are already
chosen for a better work.

_Wood._ I warrant you, let me alone: I am chosen, I.

_Saint._ They are a couple of alluring wanton minxes.

_Wood._ Are they very alluring, say you? very wanton?

_Saint._ You appear exalted, when I mention those pit-falls of
iniquity.

_Wood._ Who, I exalted? Good faith, I am as sober, a melancholy poor
soul!--

_Saint._ I see this abominable sin of swearing is rooted in you. Tear
it out; oh, tear it out! it will destroy your precious soul.

_Wood._ I find we two shall scarce agree: I must not come to your
closet when I have got a bottle; for, at such a time, I am horribly
given to it.

_Saint._ Verily, a little swearing may be then allowable: You may
swear you love me, it is a lawful oath; but then, you must not look on
harlots.

_Wood._ I must wheedle her, and whet my courage first on her; as a
good musician always preludes before a tune. Come, here is my first
oath. [_Embracing her._

_Enter_ ALDO.

_Aldo._ How now, Mrs Saintly! what work have we here towards?

_Wood._ [_Aside._] Aldo, my own natural father, as I live! I remember
the lines of that hide-bound face: Does he lodge here? If he should
know me, I am ruined.

_Saint._ Curse on his coming! he has disturbed us. [_Aside._] Well,
young gentleman, I shall take a time to instruct you better.

_Wood._ You shall find me an apt scholar.

_Saint._ I must go abroad upon some business; but remember your
promise, to carry yourself soberly, and without scandal in my family;
and so I leave you to this gentleman, who is a member of it.
[_Exit_ SAINT.

_Aldo._ [_Aside._] Before George, a proper fellow, and a swinger he
should be, by his make! the rogue would humble a whore, I warrant
him.--You are welcome, sir, amongst us; most heartily welcome, as I
may say.

_Wood._ All's well: he knows me not.--Sir, your civility is obliging
to a stranger, and may befriend me, in the acquaintance of our
fellow-lodgers.

_Aldo._ Hold you there, sir: I must first understand you a little
better; and yet, methinks, you should be true to love.

_Wood._ Drinking and wenching are but slips of youth: I had those two
good qualities from my father.

_Aldo._ Thou, boy! Aha, boy! a true Trojan, I warrant thee! [_Hugging
him._] Wel