Why should you stand off, to keep us from a dance?
_Non_. But there's one thing still that troubles me; that's her
great belly, and my own too.
_Const_. Nay, for mine, my lord, 'tis vanished already; 'twas but
a trick to catch the old one.
_Lov_. But I'll do my best; she shall not be long without
another.
_Isa_. But as for your great belly, nuncle, I know no way to rid
you on't, but by taking out your guts.
_Lov_. 'Tis such a pretty smart rascal, 'tis well I am pleased
with my own choice: but I could have got such Hectors, and poets, and
gamesters, out of thee!--
_Const_. No, no; two wits could never have lived well together;
want would have so sharpened you upon one another.
_Isa_. A wit should naturally be joined to a fortune; by the same
reason your vintners feed their hungry wines.
_Const_. And if Sir Timorous and I had married, we two fortunes
must have built hospitals with our money; we could never have spent it
else.
_Lov_. Or what think you of paying courtiers' debts with it?
_Isa_. Well, to shew I am in charity with my enemies, I'll make
a motion: While we are in town, let us hire a large house, and live
together: Burr and Failer--
_Fail_. Shall be utterly discarded; I knew 'twould come to that,
I vow to gad.
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