used to meet, and with their innocent Sports divert themselves.
Lady.
Prithee hold thy prating, meddle with your own mat∣ters,
can't I tell how to govern my own house without your put∣ting
in an Oar? shall I ask you leave to correct my own Servants?
Sir Richard.
Good Lady, I thought this had been my House, and
those my Servants, and those my Tennants.
Lady.
Did I bring a Fortune to be thus abused, and snub'd be∣fore
my Servants, do you call my Authority in Question you inhu∣mane
Monster? Look you to your Doggs, your Kites and filthy
Cattel, your Faulconers, Huntsmen, and your nasty Grooms a∣broad,
I'll make you know 'tis my Province to govern here, nor
will I be controul'd by e're a Hunting, Hauking, unthinking Knight
in Christendome.
Sir Richard.
A Pox upon all Fools that shall marry for money, I
am married to a continual Tempest, Strife and Noise, Canting and
Hypocrysie are the daily Portion I have with her; but I'll not bear
this long, if I by force oppose her, she falls into fits, and raves
worse than any one Bedlam.
Lady.
You stinking Scoundrels, and you filthy Jades, I'll teach
you to Junkit thus and steal my Provision, I shall be devoured by
you.
Butler.
I thought Madam we might be merry once upon a
Holyday.
Lady.
Holyday, you Popish Curr, is one Day more Holy than
another? and if it be you'l be drunk upon't, you Rogue, that by
your late Demolish'd Beard, thought your self an Example to the
Family, is this your Example?
[She beats him o're the Head.
Come you Minx, you impudent Flurt are you gigging after an a∣bominable
Fiddle? all Dancing is whorish, Huswife.
[Jane is sneeking to get away, she catches her and lugs her.
Iane.
O Murder, murder, she has pull'd off both my Ears.
Sir Richard.
Madam, for shame, remember your Sex and Quality.
Lady.
Remember your own fools head, shall you instruct me?
Enter Noddy.
Noddy.
Madam, I rejoyce that your Ladyship is return'd.