Wid. Yes, sir, but I was not robbed of it.
Enter Joan with a fish.
Clown. No! well, thank him that brings it home then, and will ask nothing for his pains. You see this salmon?
Wid. Yes, what of it?
Clown. It cost but sixpence: but had the fisher known the worth of it, 'twould have cost you forty shillings. Is not this your ring?
Wid. The very same.
Clown. Your maid Joan, examining this salmon, that she bought in the market, found that he had swallowed this gudgeon.
Wid. How am I vex'd with blessings! how think you, sir,
Is not this above wonder?
Doc. I am amaz'd at it.