FAU. I'll talk with you anon; come hither, woman.
Did'st [thou] not tell my wife what match we made?
LADY F. I tell your wife? think ye I am such a beast?
Now God forgive ye; I am quite undone.
FAU. Peace, duck; peace, duck; I warrant all is well. [Aside.
Rob. What's the matter? I pray ye, Sir Richard, tell me!
FAU. Marry, Moll, thus—about some twelve month since,
Your brother Gloster, that mad prodigal,
Caus'd me to pass my word unto her husband
For some two thousand pounds, or more perchance—
No matter what it is, you shall not know,
Nay, ye shall never ask to know.
ROB. And what of this?
FAU. Many, the man's decayed,
And I believe a little thing would please her;
A very little thing, a thing of nothing.
Go in, good Moll, and leave us two alone,
I'll deal with ye as simply as I can.
LADY F. Fox, look about ye, ye are caught, i'faith.
ROB. Deal with her simply! O, O, what kind of dealing?
Can ye not deal with her, and I be by?
FAU. Marry a God, what, are ye jealous?
Ye teach me what to do? in, get you in.
O, I have heard Prince Richard was your guest,
How dwelt you then? In, get you in, I say.
Must I take care about your brother's debts,
And you stand crossing me? In, or I'll send you in. [Exit ROBIN.
Ha, sirrah; you'll be master, you'll wear the yellow,[524]
You'll be an over-seer? marry, shall ye!