Wood. Nay, that's no argument, if I should be so base to tell; for women get good fortunes now-a-days, by losing their credit, as a cunning citizen does by breaking.
043 Trick. But, I'm so shame-faced! Well, I'll go in, and hide my blushes. [Exit.
Wood. I'll not be long after you; for I think I have hidden my blushes where I shall never find them.
Re-enter Tricksy.
Trick. As I live, Mr Limberham and father Aldo are just returned; I saw them entering. My settlement will miscarry, if you are found here: What shall we do?
Wood. Go you into your bed-chamber, and leave me to my fortune.
Trick. That you should be so dull! their suspicion will be as strong still: for what should make you here?
Wood. The curse on't is too, I bid my man tell the family I was gone abroad; so that, if I am seen, you are infallibly discovered.
[Noise.
Trick. Hark, I hear them! Here's a chest which I borrowed of Mrs Pleasance; get quickly into it, and I will lock you up: there's nothing in't but clothes of Limberham's, and a box of writings.
Wood. I shall be smothered.