Wor. Nay, rather than let it alone, I will tell. But first I must put you in mind that, after what has past 'twixt you and I, very few things ought to be Secrets between us.
Ber. Why what Secrets do we hide? I know of none.
Wor. Yes, there are two; one I have hid from you, and t'other you wou'd hide from me. You are fond of Loveless, which I have discover'd; and I am fond of his Wife——
Ber. Which I have discover'd.
Wor. Very well; now I confess your Discovery to be true, what do you say to mine?
Ber. Why, I confess——I wou'd swear 'twere false, if I thought you were Fool enough to believe me.
Wor. Now am I almost in Love with you again. Nay, I don't know but I might be quite so, had I made one short Campaign with Amanda. Therefore, if you find 'twould tickle your Vanity, to bring me down once more to your Lure, e'en help me quickly to dispatch her Business, that I may have nothing else to do, but to apply myself to yours.
Ber. Do you then think, Sir, I am old enough to be a Bawd?
Wor. No, but I think you are wise enough to——