L. Gal. Was ever Woman teaz’d thus? pursue me not.
Sir Char. You are mistaken, I’m disobedient grown,
Since we became one Family; and when
I’ve us’d you thus a Week or two, you will
Grow weary of this peevish fooling.
L. Gal. Malicious thing, I wo’not, I am resolv’d I’ll tire thee out merely in spite, to have the better of thee.
Sir Char. I’m as resolv’d as you, and do your worst,
For I’m resolv’d never to quit thy House.
L. Gal. But, Malice, there are Officers i’th’ City, that will not see me us’d thus, and will be here anon.
Sir Char. Magistrates! why, they shall be welcome, if they be honest and loyal; if not, they may be hang’d in Heaven’s good time.
L. Gal. Are you resolv’d to be thus obstinate? Fully resolv’d to make this way your Conquest?
Sir Char. Most certainly, I’ll keep you honest to your Word, my Dear—
I’ve Witness—
L. Gal. You will?
Sir Char. You’ll find it so.