Love. No, no, I swear you shall not.
Jolly. You know I am going out of town for two days.
Love. When you return, I'll show it you; you will forget me else when you are gone, and at court.
Jolly. Can your love endure delays; or shall business thee from thence remove? These were your own arguments. Come, you shall show it me.
Love. Nay, then I perceive what unworthy way your love would find. Ye gods, are all men false?
Jolly. As I live, you shall. Stay: come, you ought to make me amends for slandering of me. Hang me, if ever I told; and he that reports it is the damnedst rogue in a country. Come, I say——
[He pulls her bodkin, that is tied in a piece of black bobbin.
Love. Ah! as I live, I will not, I have sworn. Do not pull me: I will not be damned, I have sworn.
[He pulls her, and says this.
Jolly. As I live I'll break your bodkin then. A weeping tyrant! Come, by this good day, you shall be merciful.