Witty. Something will be in my present power, the future more,
You shall share with me.
Ruin and Wife. Thanks worthy Gentlemen.
Nee. Sir, I would beg one thing of you.
Sir Gr. You can beg nothing of me.
Witty. Oh Sir, if she begs, there's your power over her.
Sir Gr. She has begg'd me for a fool already, but 'tis no matter.
I have begg'd her for a Lady, that she might have been,
That's one for another.
Witty. Nay, but if she beg—
Sir Gr. Let her beg agen then.
Nee. That your man Pompey's Coat may come over his ears back agen, I would not he should be lost for my sake.
Sir Gr. Well, 'tis granted, for mine own sake.