SCENE I.[1274

[_Enter_] DOWNRIGHT _and_ DAME KITELY.

_Dow._ Well, sister, I tell you true; and you’ll find it so in the end.

_Dame K._ Alas, brother, what would you have me to do? I cannot help it; you see my brother brings ’em in here; they are his friends. 5

_Dow._ His friends! his fiends! ’Slud! they do nothing but haunt him up and down like a sort of unlucky spirits, and tempt him to all manner of villainy that can be thought of. Well, by this light, a little thing would make me play (10) the devil with some of ’em: an ’twere not more for your husband’s sake than anything else, I’d make the house too hot for the best on ’em; they should say, and swear, hell were broken loose, ere they went hence. But, by God’s will, ’tis nobody’s fault but yours; for an you had (16) done as you might have done, they should have been parboil’d, and bak’d too, every mother’s son, ere they should ha’ come in, e’er a one of ’em. 20

_Dame K._ God’s my life! did you ever hear the like? What a strange man is this! Could I keep out all them, think you? I should put myself against half a dozen men, should I? Good faith, you’d mad the patient’st body in the (25) world, to hear you talk so, without any sense or reason.