Speed. Sweet virgin, to be prolix and tedious fits not experience. Short words and large deeds are best pleasing to women.
Jane. So, sir.
Speed. My name is Speedwell by my father's copy.
Jane. Then you never served for't, it seems[79].
Speed. Yes, sweet feminine! I have served for it too; for I found my nativity suited to my name. As my name is Speedwell, so have I sped well in divers actions.
Jane. It must needs be a fair and comely suit, then.
Lamb. You observe very well, sweet virgin; for his nativity is his doublet, which is the upper part of his suit; and his name is in's breeches, for that part, which is his name, he defiles many times.
Speed. Your observation is corrupt, sir. Let me show mine own tale. I say, sweet beauty, my name is Speedwell. My godfather, by his bounty (being an old soldier, and having served in the wars as far as Boulogne) therefore called my name Godfrey, a title of large renown.[80] My wealth and wit has added to those the paraphrase of knighthood, so that my name in the full longitude is called Sir Godfrey Speedwell, a name of good experience.
Jane. If every quality you have be as large in relation as your name, sir, I should imagine the best of them, rather than hear them reported.
Speed. You say well, sweet modesty; a good imagination is good, and shows your good experience.