Vin. 'Twere more for your interest, and you would be less deceived. If you believe him, you must doubt the chastity of all the fine women in town, and five miles about.
Val. His reports of them will little invalidate his testimony with me.
Vin. He spares not the innocents in bibs and aprons. I'll secure you, he has made (at best) some gross mistake concerning Christina, which to-morrow will discover; in the meantime let us go to sleep.
Val. I will not hinder you, because I cannot enjoy it myself:—
Hunger, Revenge, to sleep are petty foes,
But only Death the jealous eyes can close.
[Exeunt.