Stran.‍If I chose,

I might be whiter; but I have a penchant

For black—it is so honest, and, besides,

Can neither blush with shame nor pale with fear;

But I have worn it long enough of late,

And now I'll take your figure.

Arn.‍Mine!

Stran.‍Yes. You

Shall change with Thetis' son, and I with Bertha,

Your mother's offspring. People have their tastes;