Aldo. Would I were worthy to be a young man, for her sake! She should eat pearls, if she would have them.
Limb. She can digest them, and gold too. Let me tell you, father Aldo, she has the stomach of an ostrich.
Aldo. Daughter Tricksy, a word with you.
Trick. I'll hear nothing: I am for a nunnery.
Aldo. I never saw a woman, before you, but first or last she would be brought to reason. Hark you, child, you will scarcely find so kind a keeper. What if he has some impediment one way? Every body is not a Hercules. You shall have my son Woodall, to supply his wants; but, as long as he maintains you, be ruled by him that bears the purse.
LIMBERHAM SINGING.
I my own jailor was; my only foe,
Who did my liberty forego;
I was a prisoner, because I would be so.
Aldo. Why, look you now, son Limberham, is this a song to be sung at such a time, when I am 039 labouring your reconcilement? Come, daughter Tricksy, you must be ruled; I'll be the peace-maker.