Capt. Yes, yes: but, methinks, this might serve turn: by this hand, he's a Marshall and a Case,[275] by sire and dam; pray, try him: by this light, he comes of the best preaching-kind in Essex.
Wid. Not I, as I live; that were a blessing in the devil's name.
Par. A pox on your wedding! give me my wife, and let me be gone.
Capt. Nay, nay, no choler, parson. The ladies do not like the colour of your beard![276]
Par. No, no, fetch another, and let them escape with that trick, then they'll jeer your beards blue, i' faith.
Care. By this hand, he's in the right; either this parson, or take one another's words: to bed now, and marry when we rise.
Plea. As I live, you come not here till you are married; I have been nobody's whore yet, and I will not begin with my husband.
Wild. Will you kiss upon the bargain, and promise before these witnesses not to spoil our jest, but rise and go to church?
Plea. And what will Master Constant and Master Sad say?
Capt. Why, I'll run and invite them to the wedding, and you shall see them expire in their own garters.