Ma. Out upon him, I could have [bin] otherwise than so, there was a Knight swore he would have had me, if I would have lent him but forty shillings to have redeem'd his cloak, to goe to Church in.
Pan. Then your wastcote wayter shall have him, call her in!
Ma. Francessina!
Fr. Anon!
Ma. Get you to the Church, and shrive your self,
For you shall be richly marryed anon.
Pan. And get you after her, I will work upon my citizen whilst he is warm, I must not suffer him to consult with his neighbours, the openest fools are hardly cousened, if they once grow jealous. [Exeunt.
Actus Tertius. Scæna Prima.
Enter Gondarino flying the Lady.