Bro. A most excellent spouse.
Proudly. How fares she, master doctor?
Zounds! what's here?
Bold, Wid., Well., Fee. Heyday!
Hus., Wife, Sel., Mrs Sel., Sub. How now?
[Looking in at the window.
Fee. Look, look! the parson joins the doctor's hand and hers: now the doctor kisses her, by this light! [Omnes whoop.] Now goes his gown off. Heyday! he has red breeches on. Zounds! the physician is got o' th' top of her: belike, it is the mother she has. Hark! the bed creaks.[140]
Proudly. 'Sheart, the door's fast! break 'em open! We are betrayed.
Bro. No breaking open doors: he that stirs first,
[Draws and holds out a pistol.
I'll pop a leaden pill into his guts,
Shall purge him quite away. No haste, good friends:
When they have done what's fit, you shall not need
To break the door; they'll open it themselves.
[A curtain drawn, a bed discovered: Ingen with his sword in his hand and a pistol: the lady in her petticoat: the Parson.
Proudly. Thy blood, base villain, shall answer this.
[The brothers set back to back.