WIFE.
Your own sweet boy!
HUSBAND.
There are too many beggars.
WIFE.
Good my husband—
HUSBAND.
Doest thou prevent me still?
WIFE.
Oh god!
HUSBAND.
Have at his heart!
[Stabs at the child in her arms.]
WIFE.
Oh my dear boy!
[Gets it from her.]
HUSBAND.
Brat, thou shalt not live to shame thy house!