Tom. And do'st thou think
Mens wives and children can be abus'd too much?
Dor. I wonder at thee.
Tom. Nay, thou shalt adjure me
Before I have done.
Dor. How stand ye with your mistress?
Tom. I shall stand nearer
E're I be twelve hours older: there's my business,
She is monstrous subtile Dol.
Dol. The Devil I think
Cannot out-subtile thee.
Tom. If he play fair play,
Come, you must help me presently.
Dor. I discard ye.
Tom. Thou shalt not sleep nor eat.
Dor. I'le no hand with ye,
No bawd to your abuses.