Violet.
Maids are no doctors, except for hearts in love.
Whetstone.
Oh, I am in love, and now I know it.
Violet.
Thy complaint comes too late. Be patient, but be no patient of mine. I’ll practice on thee no further. Thou hast thy sentence.
Fopdoodle leaves his concealment.
Fopdoodle.
Stay, you villain! If I had my dagger, I’d stab you. O dazzling Violet!
Whetstone [rising].