BARDE.
Whether I please; thou art my prize, and I plead purchase of thee.
DOLL. Purchase of me! away, ye rascal! I am an honest plain carpenters wife, and though I have no beauty to like a husband, yet whatsoever is mine scorns to stoop to a stranger: hand off, then, when I bid thee!
BARDE.
Go with me quietly, or I’ll compel thee.
DOLL. Compel me, ye dog’s face! thou thinkst thou hast the goldsmith’s wife in hand, whom thou enticedst from her husband with all his plate, and when thou turndst her home to him again, madst him, like an ass, pay for his wife’s board.
BARDE.
So will I make thy husband too, if please me.
[Enter Caveler with a pair of doves; Williamson the carpenter, and
Sherwin following him.]
DOLL.
Here he comes himself; tell him so, if thou darst.
CAVELER.
Follow me no further; I say thou shalt not have them.
WILLIAMSON.
I bought them in Cheapside, and paid my money for them.
SHERWIN. He did, sir, indeed; and you offer him wrong, both to take them from him, and not restore him his money neither.