Feth. Right, as thou say'st, I
ought to make sure of something, and she is rich in Gems: How amiable
looks that Neck with that delicious row of Pearls about it. Harl. She
sleeps. Feth. Ay, she sleeps as 'twere her last. What if I made bold
to unrig her? So if I miss the Lady, I have at least my Charges paid:
what vigorous Lover can resist her Charms?- [Looks on her. But shou'd
she wake and miss it, and find it about me, I shou'd be hang'd- [Turns
away. -So then, I lose my Lady too- but Flesh and Blood cannot resist-
What if I left the Town? then I lose my Lady still; and who wou'd lose
a Hog for the rest of the Proverb?- And yet a Bird in Hand, Friend
Nicholas- Yet sweet Meat may have sour Sauce- And yet refuse when
Fortune offers- Yet Honesty's a Jewel- But a Pox upon Pride, when
Folks go naked- Harl. Well said. [Incouraging him by Signs. Feth. Ay-
I'll do't- but what Remedy now against Discovery and Restitution?
Harl. Oh, Sir, take no care, you shall- swallow 'em. Feth. How,
swallow 'em! I shall ne'er be able to do't. Harl. I'll shew you,
Seignior, 'tis easy. Feth. 'Gad that may be, 'twere excellent if I
cou'd do't; but first- by your leave. [Unties the Necklace, breaks the
String, and Harl. swallows one to shew him. Harl. Look ye, that's all-
Feth. Hold, hold, Seignior, an you be so nimble, I shall pay dear for
my Learning- let me see- Friend Nicholas, thou hast swallow'd many a
Pill for the Disease of the Body, let's see what thou canst perform
for that of the Purse.
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