ILF. As I did before, with my hands; how should I feel myself else? but
I'll tell you news, gallants.
WEN. What's that? dost mean now to serve God?
ILF. Faith, partly; for I intend shortly to go to church, and from thence do faithful service to one woman.
Enter BUTLER.
BUT. Good! I have met my flesh-hooks together. [Aside.]
BAR. What, dost mean to be married?
ILF. Ay, mongrel, married.
BUT. That's a bait for me. [Aside.]
ILF. I will now be honestly married.
WEN. It's impossible, for thou hast been a whoremaster this seven year.