KNIGHT.
It is my wish it should be so.—Ruinous man,
The desolation of his house, the blot
Upon his predecessors honord name!
That man is nearest shame that is past shame.
[Exit.]
SCENE X. Before Calverly Hall.
[Enter Husband with the officers, The Master and gentlemen, as going by his house.]
HUSBAND. I am right against my house, seat of my Ancestors: I hear my wife’s alive; but much endangered. Let me intreat to speak with her, before the prison gripe me.
[Enter his wife, brought in a chair.]
GENTLEMAN.
See here she comes of her self.
WIFE.
Oh my sweet Husband, my dear distressed husband,
Now in the hands of unrelenting laws!
My greatest sorrow, my extremest bleeding,
Now my soul bleeds.
HUSBAND.
How now? kind to me? did I not wound thee, left thee for dead?
WIFE.
Tut, far greater wounds did my breast feel:
Unkindness strikes a deeper wound than steel;
You have been still unkind to me.