Phil. Ay, as
You say, give us but time enough, and when
We grow tame, let the bell toll for us.
But stay, let us return
Back to my virgins, that I may
Make my conditions with 'em,
Before they get out of prison.
Enter all the Ladies and bind them.
S'death! they
Are all got out already.
1st Lady. O, have we
Met with you now, ye pair of devils? we'll lay
You fast enough. So good night to you, lie
There till we come again. [Exit Ladies.
Phil. Pox on't, was there
Ever such luck as this? There was a trap-
Door in the garret, which they found and got
Out at.
Mir. What think ye now of this day's sport
Philidor?
Phil. Plague on it, well enough; if
They had not bound us back to back together,
We might have pass'd away the time.
Malicious jades! no way of bridling us
But this? Pr'ythee turn about thy head, and let
Us try if we can kiss one another
A little.
Mir. No, no, we won't
Try for fear you should put your neck out of
Joint with turning it too much of one side.
Phil. Well, fortune should be more careful
Of accidents of this nature, and not
Contrive them so cross.
Enter Boy.