Margaret (aside): This is but devilish doctrine!
Overreach: Or, if his blood grows hot, suppose he offer
Beyond this, do not you stay till it cool,
But meet his ardor; if a couch be near,
Sit down on’t, and invite him.
Margaret: In your house,
Your own house, sir! For Heaven’s sake, what are you then?
Or what shall I be, sir?
Overreach: Stand not on form;
Words are no substances.