Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

Scene 32:

Enter Monsieur Malateste, and Madam Malateste his Wife.

MOnsieur Mal.

Wife, I am come an humble Petitioner to you in the be∣half of Nan, she hath been a servant here ever since I was first maried to my other Wife.

Madam.

No, no, Husband, I will have none of your whores in the house where I live; if you must have whores, go seek them abroad.

Monsieur.

Pray let not your jealous Passion turn away a good servant.

Madam.

Had you rather please your servant, a whore, or me?

Monsieur.

Why you.

Madam.

Then turn her away.

Monsieur.

But surely Wife you will let me have so much power, as to keep an old servant.

Madam.

No Husband, if your old servant be a young lusty wench.

Monsieur.

But I have pass'd my word that she shall stay.

Madam.

And I have sworn an Oath that she shall go away.

Monsieur.

But my promise must be kept: wherefore she shall not goe away.

Madam.

I say she shall go away; nay more, I will have her whip'd at the end of a Cart, and then sent out of doors.

Monsieur.

As I am Master, I will command none shall touch her; and let me see who dares touch her.

Madam.

VVho dares touch her? why I can hire poor fellows for money, not only to whip her, but murder you.

Monsieur.

Are you so free with my Estate? I will discharge you of that Of∣fice of keeping my money.

Madam.

If you do, I have Youth and Beauty, that will hite me Revengers, and get me Champions.

Monsieur.

Will you so?

Madam.

Yes, or any thing rather than want my will; and know, I per∣fectly hate you, for taking my Maids part against me.

Monsieur.

Nay prethee Wife be not so cholerick: for I said all this but to try thee.

Madam.

You shall prove me, Husband, before I have done.

Exeunt.