Fra. Give me reason to affect you. Will you swear you love me?
Mal. So seriously, that I protest no office so dangerous—no deed so unreasonable—no cost so heavy, but I vow to the utmost tentation of my best being to effect it. 141
Fra. Sall I, or can I trust again? O fool!
How natural ’tis for us to be abused!
Sall ick be sure that no satiety,
No enjoying,
Not time shall languish your affection?
Mal. If there be ought in brain, heart, or hand,
Can make you doubtless, I am your vow’d servant.
Fra. Will you do one ting for me?
Fra. Yes, yes; but ick do not love dis same Freevill.
Mal. Well?
Fra. Nay, I do hate him.
Mal. So.