MRS BAR. Your game, your game at tables.
MRS GOUR. Well, mistress, well; I have read Aesop's fables,
And know your moral meaning well enough.
MRS BAR. Lo, you'll be angry now! here's[219] good stuff.
MR GOUR. How now, women?[220] who hath won the game?
MRS GOUR. Nobody yet.
MR BAR. Your wife's the fairest for't.
MRS BAR. Ay, in your eye.
MRS GOUR. How do you mean?
MRS BAR. He holds you fairer for't than I.
MRS GOUR. For what, forsooth?