Shal. Here's one shall talk with you.
Frank. God give you joy, son Shallow.
Franc. I thank you, father.
Frank. How's this, Francisco in the parson's habit?
Franc. I have married her, as you bad me, sir; but this was the truer parson of the two: he tied the knot, and this gentleman is our witness.
Frank. I am undone! strumpet, thou hast betrayed thyself to beggary, to shame besides, and that in open court: but take what thou hast sought: hang, beg, and starve, I'll never pity thee.
Luce. Good sir!
Shal. I told you what would come on't.
Frank. How did your wisdom lose her?
Shal. E'en as you see; I was beguiled, and so were you.