Don. Farewell!
Nym. The integrity and only vow of my faith to you; ever urge your well-deserved requital to me.
[Exit Donnetta.
Enter Garbetza.
Herc. Excellent! 100
Herc. Of your most only elected.
Nym. Right, Donna Garbetza.
Herc. O, I will acknowledge this is the lady made of cutwork, and all her body like a sand-box, full of holes, and contains nothing but dust. She chooseth her servants as men choose dogs, by the mouth; if they open well and full, their cry is pleasing. She may be chaste, for she has a bad face; and yet, questionless, she may be made a strumpet, for she is covetous. 110
Nym. By the vow of my heart, you are my most only elected (and I speak it by way of protestation), I shall no longer wish to be than all your affections shall only rest in me, and all mine only in you.