Spend. Why, here's some comfort.
Yet write your name fair, I pray, and at large.
Why, now 'tis very well. Now, widow,
You may admit your maid,
For i' th' next room I'll go fetch a nap.
Wid. Thou shalt not leave me so: come, prythee, sit,
We'll talk awhile, for thou hast made my heart
Dance in my bosom, I receive such joy.
Spend. Thou art a good wench, i' faith; come, kiss upon't.
Wid. But will you be a loving husband to me?
Avoid all naughty company, and be true
To me and to my bed?
Spend. As true to thee as steel to adamant.
[Binds him to the post.
Wid. I'll bind you to your word: see that you be,
Or I'll conceal my bags. I have kinsfolk,
To whom I'll make't over, you shall not have a penny.
Spend. Pish, prythee, do not doubt me.
How now! what means this?
Wid. It means my vengeance; nay, sir, you are fast,
Nor do not dare to struggle: I have liberty
Both of my tongue and feet; I'll call my maid.
Enter Phillis.