Lut.Yes, much too wide awake!
Disreputable woman, let him be!
Unhand this lady!
Dar.Why, thou selfish knave,
May I love nobody on earth but thee?
Lut. Of course you may not!
Dar. Go, sir, get thee gone!
There are fair maids enough awaiting thee;
I do not interfere ’twixt thee and them.
Lut. Well no, to do you justice, you do not!