Yet rather than with such a loutish dolt to marry,
I daresay would live a poor life solitary.
But fain would I speak with Custance, if I wist how,
To laugh at the matter. Yond cometh one forth now.
ACTUS III., SCÆNA 2.
Tibet. M. Merrygreek (aside).
Tib. Talk. Ah! that I might but once in my life have a sight
Of him who made us all so ill-shent! By this light,
He should never escape, if I had him by the ear,