W. Small. I dare be sworn she has.
O. Small. Not so.
The foolish knave has been accounted wild,
And so have I; but I am now come home,
And so will he.
Fran. I must believe it now.
W. Small. Beg his chain, wench. [Aside.
Beard. Will you cheat your father?
W. Small. Ay, by this light, will I.
O. Small. Nay, sigh not;
For you shall find him loving and me thankful;
And were it not a scandal to my honour
To be consenting to my son's attempt,
You should unto my house: meanwhile, take this
[To Frances.
As pledge and token of my after-love!
[Gives her a chain.