Ire. Nay, I am no expositor; you come, my lord, to see my cousin Hermione.
Erg. I do, madam, and should be proud to hear I live in her memory.
Ire. Can you doubt it? I'll assure you you do; she's never troubled with anything, but you presently are called into the comparison with it; her teeth cannot ache, but she swears it is almost as great a vexation as your love: if any die, out of her pity to save the tears of a few mourners, she wishes it were you.
Erg. If I heard her desire it, she should quickly have her wish.
Ire. She would be glad on't, o' my conscience, though the scruple, of having you do anything for her sake would trouble her a little; yet I can teach you to make advantage of all this.
Phor. What advantage, my delicate sweet lady?
Ire. A very great one; for, first, I believe he desires nothing more than to be assured she esteems him for her servant.
Phor. Right; but does this usage show it?
Ire. Most evidently; for, being thus severe to none else, 'tis manifest she confesseth a power over him, and pays his services with this coin of scorn and contempt, and having her stamp upon't, he is bound to accept it.