Hair. Let her stand sure, she falls before us else, come let's go seek Valentine.
Mer. This Widow seems a Gallant.
Uncle. A goodly Woman, and to her handsomness she bears her state, reserved, and great Fortune has made her Mistress of a full means, and well she knows to use it.
M[e]r. I would Valentine had her.
Uncle. There's no hope of that, Sir.
Mer. O' that condition, he had his Mortgage in again.
Uncle. I would he had.
Mer. Seek means, and see what I'le do, however let the Money be paid in, I never sought a Gentlemans undoing, nor eat the bread of other mens vexations, you told me of another Brother.
Uncle. Yes Sir, more miserable than he, for he has eat him, and drunk him up, a handsome Gentleman, and fine Scholar.
Enter three Tenants.