MRS GOUR. Yet Barnes's wife would chafe, if that she knew,
That I had this good luck to get a light.
MRS BAR. And so she doth; but praise your[427] luck at parting.
[Aside.]
MRS GOUR. O, that it were[428] her light, good faith, that she
Might darkling walk about as well as I!
MRS BAR. O, how this mads me, that she hath her wish! [Aside.]
MRS GOUR. How I would laugh to see her trot about!
MRS BAR. O, I could cry for anger and for rage! [Aside.]
MRS GOUR. But who should set it here, I marv'l, a God's name.
MRS BAR. One that will have't from you in the devil's name. Aside.]
MRS GOUR. I'll lay my life that it was Barnes's son.
MRS BAR. No, forsooth, it was Barnes's wife.