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Scene 39.
Wife, I am come to rob your Cabinet of all the Ri∣bands that are in it: for I have made a running match betwixt Monsieur la Whips Nag, and your Brothers Barb; and he faith that he shall not run, unless you give him Ribands: for he is perswaded your Favours will make him win.
Those Ribands I have, you shall have, Husband: But what will my Brother say if his Barb should lose the match?
I ask'd him that question, and he answer'd, that if he lost, he would knock his Barbs brains out of his head.
Where is my Brother?
Why he is with your Father, and such a good companion he is to day, and so merry, as your Father is so fond of his company, insomuch as he hangs about his neck as a new-maried wife: But I conceive the chief reason is, that your Brother seems to consent to marry the Lady Amor.
I am glad of that with all my soul.
But he says, if he doth marry her, It must be by your perswa∣sons.
He shall not want perswading, if I can perswade him.
Come Wife, will you give me some Ribands?
Yes Husband, I will go fetch them.
Nay Wife, I will go along with you.