Eve. And moue in a Court of equity.
Mer. For, it is more then manifeſt, that this was 15 A plot o’ your wiues, to get your land.
Fit. I thinke it.
Eve. Sir it appeares.
Mer. Nay, and my coſſen has knowne Theſe gallants in theſe ſhapes.
Eve. T’haue don ſtrange things, Sir. One as the Lady, the other as the Squire.
Mer. How, a mans honeſty may be fool’d! I thought him 20 A very Lady.
Fit. So did I: renounce me elſe.
Mer. But this way, Sir, you’ll be reueng’d at height.
Eve. Vpon ’hem all.