Eph. I have spoken to Mary, and she, at my request, consenteth to take thy daughter, Jane, as her handmaid.
F. Gam. Very good of you.
Eph. Goodness I do like, and also—comely Jane. [Aside.] The maiden I will prefer, for the sake of—myself. [Aside.]
F. Gam. I intended to make a present to the person that does me such a piece of service; but I shan't affront you with it.
Eph. I am meek and humble, and must take affronts.
F. Gam. Then here's a guinea, master Ephraim.
Eph. I expected not this; but there is no harm in a guinea. [Exit.
F. Gam. So I shall get my children off my hands. My son, Sim, is robbing me day and night,—giving away my corn and what not among the poor.—My daughter Jane—when girls have nought to do, this love-mischief creeps into their minds, and then hey! they're for kicking up their heels.—Sim! [Calling.]
Enter Sim.
Sim. Yes, feyther.