Marpl. Nay, nay, what need of any Excuse amongst Friends! I'll go with you.
Char. Indeed you must not.
Marpl. No, then I suppose 'tis a Duel, and I will go to secure ye.
Char. Secure me, why you won't fight.
Marpl. What then! I can call People to part ye.
Char. Well, but it is no Duel, Consequently no Danger. Therefore prithee be Answer'd.
Marpl. What is't a Mistress then?— Mum— You know I can be silent upon occasion.
Char. I wish you cou'd be Civil too: I tell you, You neither Must nor Shall go with me. Farewel.
(Exit.
Marpl. Why then— I Must and Will follow you.