Cokes. I would see the length and the breadth on’t, that’s all; and I will see it now, so I will.
Waspe. You shall not see it here.
Cokes. Then I’ll see it at home, and I’ll look upon the case here.
Waspe. Why, do so; a man must give way to him a little in trifles, gentlemen. These are errors, diseases of youth; which he will mend when he comes to judgment and knowledge of matters. I pray you conceive so, and I thank you: and I pray you pardon him, and I thank you again.
Quar. Well, this dry nurse, I say still, is a delicate man.
Winw. And I am, for the cosset his charge: did you ever see a fellow’s face more accuse him for an ass?
Quar. Accuse him! it confesses him one without accusing. What pity ’tis yonder wench should marry such a Cokes!
Winw. ’Tis true.
Quar. She seems to be discreet, and as sober as she is handsome.
Winw. Ay, and if you mark her, what a restrained scorn she casts upon all his behaviour and speeches!