Steph. I'll bless her, then; I ever drank so much, that I was never great feeder. Give me drink and my pleasure, and a little flesh serves my turn.
Wid. I'll show thee the party. What sayest thou to myself?
Steph. Yourself, gentlewoman? I would it were no worse. I have heard you reputed a rich widow.
Wid. I have a lease of thousands at least, sir.
Steph. I'll let out your leases for you, if you'll allow me the power, I'll warrant you.
Wid. That's my hope, sir; but you must be honest withal.
Steph. I'll be honest with some; if I can be honest with all, I will too.
Wid. Give me thy hand; go home with me, I'll give thee better clothes; and, as I like thee then, we'll go further; we may chance make a blind bargain of it.
Steph. I can make no blind bargain, unless I be in your bed, widow.