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The Seventh SCENE of the Third ACT.
Cupes bringeth Rosabella to his own house, and locketh fast the dores, and hasteth away to the Tavern.
HEre is the Counterpane of my Master Ignoramus his In∣denture; ha, ha, he, I have made a pure mouth of him.
But tell me I pray you in earnest; will you be as good as your word, and bring me to Antonio?
If thou wilt my Girl, I will have thee my self.
Although clouded under many sorrows and misfortunes, I would have you to know (whosoever you are) that I am not dis∣cended of ignoble parentage, And though I am poor, I have yet a dowry, which is modesty, and ingenuous manners.
What do you boast of modesty in a Bawdy house?
As the beams of the Sun are not defiled on the Dung∣hil, no more are chast minds amongst unchast persons.
Ha, ha, he, women are like to Venice-glasses; keep um with all the Care that may be, and lock them up, you cannot keep them from breaking, they are but brittle ware.
My Father was a personage of Honour, and brought me up accordingly, And this man my Uncle, although a wicked man, yet he hath not violated my Chastity.
But I cannot bring you to Antonio presently.
Deprive me then of my life, and cut my throat.
I had rather carry you back to Torcol.
O, doe not, I beseech you; For he, kept me of late bound with cords, he now will use me worse; if there be any thing of ingenuity in you, kill me outright, and I shall take it for a Courtesie.
Be of good courage, I spake all this while but in jest, I will bring you to Antonio presently.
Mock me not I beseech you.
So God shall help me, I speak the truth unto you he will be at my house presently.