Sir Jol. If you think it may by any means be serviceable to you.
Sir Dav. Truly, if the body were removed, and disposed of privately, that no more might be heard of the matter—I hope he'll be as good as his word. [Aside.
Sir Jol. Fear nothing, I'll warrant you; but in troth I had utterly forgot one thing, utterly forgot it.
Sir Dav. What's that?
Sir Jol. Why, it will be absolutely necessary that your lady stayed with me at my house for one day, till things were better settled.
Sir Dav. Ah, Sir Jolly! whatever you think fit; anything of mine that you have a mind to; pray take her, pray take her, you shall be very welcome. Hear you, my dearest, there is but one way for us to get rid of this untoward business, and Sir Jolly has found it out; therefore by all means go along with him, and be ruled by him; and whatever Sir Jolly would have thee do, e'en do it: so Heaven prosper ye, good-bye, good-bye, till I see you again. [Exit.
Sir Jol. This is certainly the civilest cuckold in city, town, or country.
Beau. Is he gone? [Steps out.
L. Dunce. Yes, and has left poor me here.
Beau. In troth, madam, 'tis barbarously done of him, to commit a horrid murder on the body of an innocent poor fellow, and then leave you to stem the danger of it.