SCENE IV.

_As their husbands pass along, they take occasion of discourse one with another._

KNIGHTS. Let us pass by them with regardless scorn.

SIR REU. Pox on these overacting prostitutes! They sate mine appetite.

[_They interchange these expresses as they pass by their Ladies' room._

SIR TRIS. Fancy so fed Begets a surfeit, ere it gets to bed.

SIR GRE. Ere I Platonic turn or Confidant, Or an officious servant to a puss, Whose honour lies at stake, let me become A scorn to my relations.

SIR ART. Or when I Engage my person, like a profess'd bolt, To vindicate a mistress, who for sale Would set her soul at hazard, may my grave Be in the kennel, and the scavenger The penman of my epitaph!

SIR JAS. Or I Embrace a monkey for a mass of treasure.

SIR AMA. May never down seize on this downless chin, When I become an usher to her sin.

SIR REU. So, let them chaw of this. Our scene is done, We'll leave the rest to their digestion: We must return those Adamites their clothes To make their visits in, or they're lost men; But it were strange, should they recruit again.

[_Exeunt._