Cla. Not if you keep your promise, And give me power to ask.
Gos. Pre'thee think better, I will obey, by Heaven.
Cla. I have thought the best, Sir
Gos. Give me thy reason, do'st thou fear her honesty?
Cla. Chaste as the ice, for any thing I know, Sir.
Gos. Why should'st thou light on that then? to what purpose?
Cla. I must not now discover.
Gos. Must not marry? Shall I break now when my poor heart is pawn'd? When all the preparation?
Cla. Now or never.
Gos. Come, 'tis not that thou would'st: thou do'st but fright me.