[SCENE 5.]
Sir Richard and his Lady abed. Enter Dorothy with a Light.
Do. I have set already my designe a moveing
To take my Captaine Underwit, who in wine
Was late more feirie upon me. I'th meane tyme
I cannot choose but laugh at the device
Wee have to cheat my Master; sure the Divell
Is a great friend to women that love men,
He doth so furnish us with quaint inventions.
Presently after supper she began
Her fitt othe toothach, and did counterfeit
So naturally; but since she went to bed
She almost rav'd by turnes:—I heare her at it.
La. Oh—oh, whoe's there?
Do. Tis I forsooth, I heard you groane and I Have not the hart to sleepe. Shall I watch by you?
_La. Oh, no, no, no; get you to bed, make fast the Chamber; I cannot endure the candle.
[Dorothy towards the dore putts out the Candle and returnes.
Ri. Deare hart be patient.
La. I, you have your homilies of patience, but if you had my paine twould make you wild. Oh!
Ri. Ile send for the french toothdrawer in the morning.