Is marrying the
business? I'll none, I thank you.
[_Here CONSTANCE whispers SETSTONE_.
_Set_. Fortune will turn her back if twice denied.
_Lav_. Why, she may turn her girdle too on t'other side[A]. This
is the devil; I will not venture on her.
[Footnote A: A usual expression of indifference for a man's
displeasure.]
_Set_. Fear not; she swears thou shalt receive no harm.
_Lov_. Ay, if a man durst trust her; but the devil is got into
such an ill name of lying--
_Set_. Whene'er you are not pleased, it shall be lawful to sue
out your divorce.
_Lov_. Ay, but where shall I get a lawyer? there you are
aforehand with me; you have retained most of them already. For the
favours I have received, I am very much her servant; but, in the way
of matrimony, Mr Parson there can tell you 'tis an ordinance, and must
not be entered into without mature deliberation; besides, marriages,
you know, are made in heaven; and that I am sure this was not.
_Set_. She bids you then, at least, restore that gold, which she,
too lavishly, poured out on you, unthankful man.
_Lov_. Faith, I have it not at present; 'tis all gone, as I am a
sinner; but, 'tis gone wickedly; all spent in the devil her father's
service.
_Set_. Where is the grateful sense of all your favours? Come,
fiends, with flesh-hooks, tear the wretch in pieces, And bear his soul
upon your leather wings, Below the fountain of the dark abyss.
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