Escal. How? thy wife?
Elb. Ay, sir;—whom, I thank heaven, is an honest 70 woman,—
Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore?
Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as well as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd’s house, it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house.
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75 Escal. How dost thou know that, constable?
Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she had been a woman cardinally given, might have been accused in fornication, adultery, and all [uncleanliness] there.
Escal. By [the] woman’s means?
80 Elb. Ay, sir, by Mistress Overdone’s means: but as she spit in his face, so she defied him.
Pom. Sir, if it please your honour, this is not so.
Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou honourable man; prove it.