Vio. Look how his head goes, should he get but loose,
Oh ’twere as much as all our lives were worth!
1st Off. Fear not, we’ll make all sure for our own safety.
Cand. Are you at leisure now? well, what’s the matter?
Why do I enter into bonds thus, ha?
1st Off. Because you’re mad, put fear upon your wife.
Vio. Oh ay, I went in danger of my life every minute.
Cand. What, am I mad, say you, and I not know it?
1st Off. That proves you mad, because you know it not.
Vio. Pray talk to him as little as you can,
You see he’s too far spent.
Cand. Bound, with strong cord!
A sister’s thread, i’faith, had been enough,
To lead me anywhere.—Wife, do you long?
You are mad too, or else you do me wrong.