Enter the Smith.
Smith. Sirrah you, and you, huswife, well taken together! I have long suspected you, and now I am glad I have found you together.
Adam. Truly, sir, and I am glad that I may do you any way pleasure, either in helping you or my mistress.
Smith. Boy here, and knave, you shall know it straight; I will have you both before the magistrate, and there have you surely punished.
Adam. Why, then, master, you are jealous?
Smith. Jealous, knave! how can I be but jealous, to see you ever so familiar together? Thou art not only content to drink away my goods, but to abuse my wife.
Adam. Two good qualities, drunkenness and lechery: but, master, are you jealous?
Smith. Ay, knave, and thou shalt know it ere I pass, for I will beswinge thee while this rope will hold.
S. Wife. My good husband, abuse him not, for he never proffered you any wrong.
Smith. Nay, whore, thy part shall not be behind.