Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not.
[Dro. S.] Master, is this Mistress Satan?
45 Ant. S. It is the devil.
Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil’s dam; and here she comes in the habit of a light wench: [and thereof comes] that the wenches say, ‘God damn me;’ that’s [as much] to say, [‘God make me a light wench.’] It is written, 50 they appear to men like angels of light: light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn. Come not near her.
Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir.
Will you go with [me?] We’ll mend our dinner [here?]
55 Dro. S. Master, [if you do, expect] spoon-meat; [or] bespeak a long spoon.
Ant. S. Why, Dromio?
Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
60 Ant. S. Avoid [then], fiend! what tell’st thou me of supping?