Omnes. Stand forth, sirrah.
Epi. Be bould and shrink not; this is she.
1 Cam. And I am hee. Is't the kings pleasure that I should mouse[170] her, and before all these people?
King. No; 'tis considered better; unbinde the fury And dragge her to some corner; 'tis our pleasure, Fall to thy businesse freely.
1 Cam. Not too freely neither: I fare hard and drinke water; so doe the Indians, yet who fuller of Bastards? so doe the Turkes, yet who gets greater Logger-heads? Come, wench; Ile teach thee how to cut up wild fowle.
Vict. Guard me, you heavens.
Belliz. Be mine eyes lost for ever.
1 Cam. Is that her husband?
Epi. Yes.
1 Cam. No matter; some husbands are so base, they keepe the doore whilst they are Cuckolded; but this is after a more manlier way, for he stands bound to see it done.