I do not want them. I’m a married man!
What married man cares twopence for intrigues
At which his wife connives?
Phy.Is this thy wife?
Lut. I blush to say she is!
Dar. (amazed).I am thy wife!
Oh, monstrous! Stay, there has been some mistake,
Some dreadful error! See, I’ve found a clew!
No doubt I am her fairy prototype,
In face resembling her, but that is all.