Get. Besides, thou art a woman of a lewd life.
Del. I am no whore, Sir, nor no common fame
Has yet proclaim'd me to the people, vitious.
Get. Thou art to me a damnable lewd woman,
Which is as much as all the people swore it;
I know thou art a keeper of tame Devils:
And whereas great and grave men of my place
Can by the Laws be allow'd but one apiece,
For their own services and recreations;
Thou, like a traiterous quean, keepst twenty devils;
Twenty in ordinary.
Del. Pray ye, Sir, be pacified,
If that be all: and if ye want a servant,
You shall have one of mine shall serve for nothing,
Faithful, and diligent, and a wise Devil too;
Think for what end.
Get. Let her alone, 'tis useful;
We men of business must use speedie servants:
Let me see your family.
Del. Think but one, he is ready.
Get. A Devil for intelligence? No, no,
He will lye beyond all travellers. A State-Devil?
Neither; he will undo me at mine own weapon.
For execution? he will hang me too.
I would have a handsom, pleasant and a fine she-devil,
To entertain the Ladies that come to me;
A travell'd Devil too, that speaks the tongues,
And a neat carving Devil. [Musick.
Enter a she-devil.
Del. Be not fearful.
Get. A prettie brown devil i'faith; may I not kiss her?