La Nu. Hark! Beau. (without.) By Heav'n I will have
entrance. La Nu. 'Tis he whom I expect; as thou lov'st Life And me,
retire a little into this Closet. Will. Hah, retire! La Nu. He's the
most fiercely jealous of his Sex, And Disappointment will inrage him
more. Will. Death: let him rage whoe'er he be; dost think I'll hide me
from him, and leave thee to his Love? Shall I, pent up, thro the thin
Wainscot hear Your Sighs, your amorous Words, and sound of Kisses? No,
if thou canst cozen me, do't, but discreetly, And I shall think thee
true: I have thee now, and when I tamely part With the, may Cowards
huff and bully me. [Knocks again. La Nu. And must I be undone because
I love ye? This is the Mine from whence I fetcht my Gold. Will. Damn
the base Trash: I'll have thee poor, and mine; 'Tis nobler far, to
starve with him thou lov'st Than gay without, and pining all within.
[Knocking, breaking the Door, Will. snatches up his Sword. La Nu.
Heavens, here will be murder done- he must not see him. [As Beau.
breaks open the Door, she runs away with the Candle, they are by dark,
Beau. enters with his Sword drawn. Will. What art thou? Beau. A Man.
[They fight. Enter Petron. with Light, La Nuche following, Beau. runs
to her. Oh thou false Woman, falser than thy Smiles, Which serve but
to delude good-natur'd Man, And when thou hast him fast, betray'st his
Heart! Will.
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