Ri. I prethe come to bed agen.
La. So, so, do not troble me; I am now in some little ease; its a heavenly thing to be goeing.
Ri. Dost heare?
La. Your noise will bring my paine back agen; if you knew what a vexation it were for me to speake, You wo'not put me too't so. If you doe talke I wo'not answere a word more, oh!
Ri. Well by this no light ile to London tomorrow.
[She takes Dorothy by the hand and exit.
Now do I see it is possible that a womans teeth should be as troublesome as her tongue.
Do. Oh, oh!
Ri. I cannot choose but pitty her, that any woman should hold so much paine in a hollow tooth.
Do.—If my Mr. touched with so much compassion should rise and force me to bed with him, I must not cry out a rape; tis at the worst on my side but fornication in my owne defence.