[_Aside._ VOTARIUS _returns_. I come to tell you, madam, and that plainly, I'll see your face no more, take't how you please. WIFE. You will not offer violence to me, sir, In my lord's absence? what, does that touch you, If I want comfort? VOT. Will you take your answer? WIFE. It is not honest in you to tempt woman; When her distresses take away her strength. How is she able to withstand her enemy? VOT. I would fain leave your sight, an' I could possibly. WIFE. What is't to you, good sir, if I be pleased To weep myself away; and run thus violently Into the arms of death, and kiss destruction: Does this concern you now? VOT. Ay, marry, does it. What serve these arms for, but to pluck you back? These lips but to prevent all other tasters, And keep that cup of nectar for themselves? I'm[458] beguil'd again, forgive me, heaven? My lips have been naught with her, I will be master once, and whip the boy Home to his mother's lap. [_Aside._] Fare, fare thee well! [_Exit_ VOTARIUS. WIFE. Votarius! Sir! my friend!--thank heaven, he's gone. And he shall never come so near again, I'll have my frailty watch'd ever; henceforward I'll no more trust it single; it betrays me Into the hands of folly. Where's my woman? _Enter_ LEONELLA. My trusty Leonella! LEO. Call you, madam? WIFE. Call I? I want attendance, where are you? LEO. Never far from you, madam. WIFE. Pray be nearer, Or there is some that will, and thank you too, Nay, perhaps bribe you to be absent from me. LEO. How, madam? WIFE. Is that strange to a lady's woman, There are such things i' the world, many such buyers And sellers of a woman's name and honour, Though you be young in bribes, and never came To the flesh market yet. Beshrew your heart For keeping so long from me! LEO. What ail you, madam? WIFE. Somewhat commands me, and takes all the power Of myself from me. LEO. What should that be, lady? WIFE. When did you see Votarius? LEO. Is that next? Nay, then I have your ladyship in the wind. [_Aside._ I saw him lately, madam. WIFE. Whom didst see? LEO. Votarius. WIFE. What have I to do with him More than another man? Say he be fair, And has parts proper both of mind and body, You praise him but in vain in telling me so. LEO. Yes, madam; are you prattling in your sleep? 'Tis well my lord and you lie in two beds. [_Aside._ WIFE. I was ne'er so ill, I thank you, Leonella, My negligent woman, here you show'd your service!