Ana. Madam, be comforted, Heaven will bring all things about for our Advantage— [As Des. turns.
L. Des. But he’s behind the Curtains, Man—
[Des. turns from ’em.
Ana. Ah, let Providence alone— [Spreads his Cloak wide, and goes by degrees toward the Bed.] —Your pious Lady, Sir, is doubtful, but I will give her ample Satisfaction.
Des. Ah, do, Mr. Ananias, do, for she’s a good and virtuous Lady, certo she is.
[Ana. goes close to the Bed-post, and speaks over his Shoulder.
Ana. Get ye behind my Cloak—
L. Des. Indeed, Sir, your Counsel and Assistance is very comfortable.
Ana. We should be Help-meets to one another, Madam.
Des. Alack, good Man!