Hip. Plain dealing is some kind of honesty however, and few women would have said so much.
Ger. None but those who would delight in a husband's jealousy, as the proof of his love and her honour.
Hip. Hold, sir, let us have a good understanding betwixt one another at first, that we may be long friends. I differ from you in the point; for a husband's jealousy, which cunning men would pass upon their wives for a compliment, is the worst can be made 'em; for indeed it is a compliment to their beauty, but an affront to their honour.
Ger. But madam—
Hip. So that upon the whole matter I conclude, jealousy in a gallant is humble true love, and the height of respect, and only an undervaluing of himself to overvalue her; but in a husband 'tis arrant sauciness, cowardice, and ill-breeding, and not to be suffered.
Ger. I stand corrected, gracious miss.
Hip. Well, but have you brought the gentlemen fiddlers with you, as I desired?
Ger. They are below.
Hip. Are they armed well?