Hip. Come, I know you would.
Ger. Truly I would not.
Hip. You would! you would! I know you would.
Ger. I'll swear I wo' not—by—
Hip. Nay, don't swear, for you'll be the apter to do it then. [Aside.] I would not have him forswear it neither;—he does not like me, sure, well enough to carry me away.
Ger. Dear miss, let me kiss your hand.
Hip. I am sure you would carry me away if I should.
Ger. Be not afraid of it.
Hip. [Aside.] Nay, I am afraid of the contrary.—Either he dislikes me, and therefore will not be troubled with me, or what is as bad, he loves me and is dull, or fearful to displease me.
Ger. Trust me, sweetest! I can use no violence to you.