R. Roister. Thou knowest the proverb—because I cannot be had.
Hast thou spoken with this woman?
M. Merry. Yea, that I have.
R. Roister. And what, will this gear be?
M. Merry. No, so God me save.
R. Roister. Hast thou a flat answer?
M. Merry. Nay, a sharp answer.
R. Roister. What?
M. Merry. Ye shall not (she saith), by her will, marry her cat.