Yet when he advises her to disguise herself in boy’s clothes, and suggests ‘a course pretty and full in view,’ by which she may ‘happily be near the residence of Posthumus,’ she exclaims—
‘Oh, for such means,
Though peril to my modesty, not death on ‘t,
I would adventure.’
And when Pisanio, enlarging on the consequences, tells her she must change
——‘Fear and niceness,
The handmaids of all women, or more truly,
Woman its pretty self, into a waggish courage,
Ready in gibes, quick-answer’d, saucy, and
As quarrellous as the weazel’——