Lean. Tailor, do I look gross
Enough now?
Tailor. Yes, I'll assure you, you seem
Very corpulent.
Lean. Well, I am sure if thou
Hast not made me large enough, thou wilt thy bill.
Now have at Mistress Mirida! sure, my
Person will take her. Why, how now, cousin, [To Ping.
What makes you running a heat?
Ping. I must not stop
To speak with you, but come run by me,
And I will tell you. Why, I see
You know nothing. Mistress Mirida has a
Great kindness for me, but cannot marry me
Before I am leaner.
Lean. She fools him; her kindness is for me,
And bids me make myself fatter, before
We marry. [Aside.
Ping. But pray, coz, what makes you stuff yourself so
To appear big?
Lean. Yes, I do it to please
Mistress Mirida's eye; she bid me.
Ping. So she makes
An ass of him. [Aside.
Lean. Well, I won't hinder you
In your exercise,
Farewell. Now I'll to Mistress Mirida. [Exit.
Ping. Good bye, good bye.
God's fish, my purge again! O, O!