JUS. Well, all is one, for man and wife are one;
But is this all?
Y. LUS. Ay, all that you can say,
And much more than you can well put off.
JUS. Nay, if the case appear thus evident,
Give me a cup of wine. What! man and wife
To disagree! I prythee, fill my cup;
I could say somewhat: tut, tut, by this wine,
I promise you 'tis good canary sack.
MRS ART. Fathers, you do me open violence,
To bring my name in question, and produce
This gentleman and others here to witness
My husband's shame in open audience.
What may my husband think, when he shall know
I went unto the Justice to complain?
But Master Justice here, more wise than you,
Says little to the matter, knowing well
His office is no whit concern'd herein;
Therefore with favour I will take my leave.
JUS. The woman saith but reason, Master Arthur,
And therefore give her licence to depart.
O. LUS. Here is dry justice, not to bid us drink!
Hark thee, my friend, I prythee lend thy cup;
Now, Master Justice, hear me but one word;
You think this woman hath had little wrong,
But, by this wine which I intend to drink—
JUS. Nay, save your oath, I pray you do not swear;
Or if you swear, take not too deep an oath.
O. LUS. Content you, I may take a lawful oath
Before a Justice; therefore, by this wine—
Y. LUS. A profound oath, well-sworn, and deeply took;
'Tis better thus than swearing on a book.
O. LUS. My daughter hath been wronged exceedingly.