Re-enter Vernish.
Man. Gentlemen, with your leave, here is one I would speak with; and I have nothing to say to you. [Puts all out of the room except Vernish.
Ver. I told you 'twas in vain to think of getting money out of her. She says, if a shilling would do't, she would not save you from starving or hanging, or what you would think worse, begging or flattering; and rails so at you, one would not think you had lain with her.
Man. O, friend, never trust for that matter a woman's railing; for she is no less a dissembler in her hatred than her love; and as her fondness of her husband is a sign he's a cuckold, her railing at another man is a sign she lies with him.
Ver. He's in the right on't: I know not what to trust to. [Aside.
Man. But you did not take any notice of it to her, I hope?
Ver. So!—Sure he is afraid I should have disproved him by an inquiry of her: all may be well yet. [Aside.
Man. What hast thou in thy head that makes thee seem so unquiet?
Ver. Only this base impudent woman's falseness; I cannot put her out of my head.