His wit and good behaviour, you will say,
Though that ill hate make your opinion bad,
He dooth deserve as good a wife as she.
Enter Mistris Goursey and Coomes.[1796]
Mi. Bar. Why, will you give consent he shall enjoy her?
M. Bar. I, so that thy minde would agree with mine. 245
Mi. Bar. My minde shall nere agree to this agreement.
M. Ba. And yet it shall go forward:—but who's heere?
What, mistris Goursey! how knew she of this?
Phi. Franke, thy mother.