Hip. Yes, sir, I must see her: For I would fain have my heart beat again, Just as it did when I first saw her sister.
Ferd. I find I must not let you see her then.
Hip. How will you hinder me?
Ferd. By force of arms.
Hip. By force of arms! My arms, perhaps, may be as strong as yours.
Ferd. He's still so ignorant, that I pity him, And fain would avoid force. [Aside.]—Pray do not see her, She was mine first; you have no right to her.
Hip. I have not yet considered what is right; But, sir, I know my inclinations are To love all women; and I have been taught, That to dissemble what I think is base. In honour, then, of truth, I must declare, That I do love, and I will see your woman.
Ferd. Would you be willing I should see and love Your woman, and endeavour to seduce her From that affection, which she vowed to you?
Hip. I would not you should do it, but if she Should love you best, I cannot hinder her. But, sir, for fear she should, I will provide Against the worst, and try to get your woman.
Ferd. But I pretend no claim at all to yours; Besides, you are more beautiful than I, And fitter to allure unpractised hearts: Therefore I once more beg you will not see her.