. 'Tis well known what offers I have
had, and what fortunes I might have made with others, like a fool as I
was, to throw away my youth and beauty upon you. I could have had a
young handsome lord, that offered me my coach and six; besides many a
good knight and gentleman, that would have parted with their own
ladies, and have settled half they had upon me.

_Limb._ Ay, you said so.

_Trick._ I said so, sir! Who am I? Is not my word as good as yours?

_Limb._ As mine gentlewoman? though I say it, my word will go for
thousands.

_Trick._ The more shame for you, that you have done no more for me:
But I am resolved I'll not lose my time with you; I'll part.

_Limb._ Do, who cares? Go to Dog-and-Bitch yard, and help your mother
to make footmen's shirts.

_Trick._ I defy you, slanderer; I defy you.

_Aldo._ Nay, dear daughter!

_Limb._ I defy her too.

_Aldo._ Nay, good son!

_Trick._ Let me alone: I'll have him cudgelled by my footman.

_Enter_ SAINTLY.

_Saint._ Bless us! what's here to do? My neighbours will think I keep
a nest of unclean birds here.

_Limb._ You had best peach now, and make her house be thought a
bawdy-house!

_Trick._ No, no: While you are in it, you will secure it from that
scandal.--Hark hither, Mrs Saintly. [_Whispers._]

_Limb._ Do, tell, tell, no matter for that.

_Saint._ Who would have imagined you had been such a kind of man, Mr
Limberham! O heaven, O heaven! [_Exit._

_Limb._ So, now you have spit your venom, and the storm's over.

_Aldo._ [_Crying._] That I should ever live to see this day!

_Trick._ To show I can live honest, in spite of all mankind, I'll go
into a nunnery, and that is my resolution.

_Limb._ Do not hinder her, good father Aldo; I am sure she will come
back from France, before she gets half way over to Calais.

_Aldo._ Nay, but son Limberham, this must not be. A word in
private;--you will never get such another woman, for love nor money.
Do but look upon her; she is a mistress for an emperor.

_Limb._ Let her be a mistress for a pope, like a whore of Babylon, as
she is.

_Aldo._ Would I were worthy to be a young man, for her sake! She
should eat pearls, if she would have them.

_Limb._ She can digest them, and gold too. Let me tell you, father
Aldo, she has the stomach of an ostrich.

_Aldo._ Daughter Tricksy, a word with you.

_Trick._ I'll hear nothing: I am for a nunnery.

_Aldo._ I never saw a woman, befo