Dodge. You are a worthy Gentlewoman upon my word; there are but few of such a noble Temper: But what makes the Fool of the Husband then so troublesome; does he not know when he’s well?
Mrs. Ven. So ’tis a sign.
Dodge. A Blockhead, to proclaim his own Disgrace, and make himself laugh’d at.
Mr. Ven. That’s not it, he hopes to be the better by what is settled on the Boy.
Dodge. O, God’s so, that’s true: But never fear, I’ll be hang’d if he carry it, for you have Money, as I told you, Sir, before: but see, Sir, there they are.
Mr. Ven. Yes, Yes, I saw them before: but come, where’s our Wine?
(Within) [the Bell rings as at the Bar.
Enter Drawer with a Bottle of Wine.
Draw. Here Sir,—Coming, Coming, Sir: Philip, speak up in the Mermaid, and bid Jack light a Fire.
[Exit Drawer.
Comp. Well Mr. Pettifog, and what think you of my Suit, Sir?
Pett. Why look you Sir, the Defendant you know was arrested first by a Latitat in an Action of Trespass.