KATH. O me! that am no cause of it.
SCAR. Than have suborn'd that slave to lift his hand against me.
KATH. O me! what shall become of me?
SCAR. I'll teach you tricks for this: have you a companion?
Enter BUTLER.
BUT. My heart not suffers me to leave my honest mistress and her pretty children.
SCAR. I'll mark thee for a strumpet, and thy bastards—
BUT. What will you do to them, sir?
SCAR. The devil in thy shape come back again?
BUT. No, but an honest servant, sir, will take this coat,
And wear it with this sword to safeguard these,
And pity them, and I am woe for you[430], too;
But will not suffer
The husband, viper-like, to prey on them
That love him and have cherish'd him, as these
And they have you.