“Harl. Tush, I warrant you, I can be iealous for nothing.
“Kemp. You should not be a true Italian else.
“Harl. Then we must haue a Magnifico that must take vp the matter betwixt me and my wife.
“Kemp. Any thing of yours, but Ile take vp nothing of your wiues.
“Harl. I wish not you should: but come, now am I your Maister.
“Kemp. Right, and I your seruant.
“Harl. Lead the way then.
“Kemp. No, I ha more manners then so: in our countrie ’tis the custome of the Maister to go In-before his wife, and the man to follow the maister.
“Harl. In—
“Kemp. To his Mistresse.