Scene 6.
Wife, I have some occasion to sell some Land, and I have none that is so convenient to sell as your Joynture.
All my Friends will condemn me for a fool, if I should part with my Joynture.
Why then you will not part with it?
I do not say so: for I think you so honest a man, that if you should die before me, as Heaven forbid you should.
Nay leave your prayers.
Well Husband; you shall have my Joynture
If I shall, go fetch it.
Surely Husband, I deserve a kiss for't.
I cannot stay to kiss.
Madam, what will you have for your supper: for I hear my Master doth not sup at home.
Any thing Ione, a little Ponado, or Water-gruel.
Your Ladyships Diet is not costly.
It satisfies Nature as well as costly Olio's or Bisks; and I desire onely to feed my Hunger, not my Gusto: for I am neither gluttonous nor lickerish.
No, I'll be sworn are you not.