[Going.
Madam. Doucement! Derre: es tu content?
[Kissing him.
Rasor. So: Now I'll tell thee all. Why, the News is, That Cuckoldom in Folio is newly printed; and Matrimony in Quarto is just going into the Press. Will you buy any Books, Madamoiselle?
Madam. Tu parle comme un Libraire; de Devil no understand dee.
Rasor. Why, then, that I may make myself intelligible to a Waiting-Woman, I'll speak like a Valet de Chambre. My Lady has cuckolded my Master.
Madam. Bon.
Rasor. Which we take very ill from her Hands, I can tell her that. We can't yet prove Matter of Fact upon her.
Madam. N'importe.
Rasor. But we can prove, that Matter of Fact had like to have been upon her.