Lys. You'l let her take more, and thank her too shortly.
King. Amintor, wert thou truly honest Till thou wert Married?
Amint. Yes Sir.
King. Tell me then, how shews the sport unto thee?
Amint. Why well.
King. What did you do?
Amint. No more nor less than other couples use; You know what 'tis; it has but a course name.
King. But prethee, I should think by her black eye, And her red cheek, she should be quick and stirring In this same business, ha?
Amint. I cannot tell, I ne're try'd other Sir, but I perceive
She is as quick as you delivered.
King. Well, you'l trust me then Amintor,
To choose a Wife for you agen?