Old Lar. Nothing less than turning him inside out.——Nothing less than broiling his Gizzard will satisfy me.
Y. Lar. Come with me, and I dare swear, I'll give your Revenge Content. We have laid a Snare for him, which I think it is impossible he should escape.
Old Lar. A Snare for a Priest! a Trap for the Devil! You will as soon catch the one as the other.
Y. Lar. I am sure our Bait is good——A fine Woman is as good a Bait for a Priest-trap, as toasted Cheese is for a Mouse-trap.
Old Lar. Yes, but the Rascal will nibble off twenty Baits before you can take him.
Y. Lar. Leave that to us. I'll warrant our Success.
Old Lar. Wilt thou? then I shall have more Pleasure in taking this one Priest, than in all the other wild Beasts I have ever taken.
SCENE IX.
Jourdain, Isabel.
Isa. If I don't convince you he's a Villain, renounce me for your Daughter. Do not shut your Ears against Truth, and you shall want no other Evidence.