GRACE. I think not, my lord. PROUDLY. Then I'll take a pipe of tobacco here in your shop, if it be not offensive. I would be loth to be thought to come just at dinner-time. [_To his servant_] Garçon! fill, sirrah. _Enter_ PAGE, _with a pipe of tobacco_. What said the goldsmith for the money? [SELDOM, _having fetched a candle, walks off at the other end of the shop_. LORD PROUDLY _sits by his wife_. PAGE. He said, my lord, he would lend no man money that he durst not arrest. PROUDLY. How got that wit into Cheapside, trow? He is a cuckold. Saw you my lady to-day? hat says she? [_Takes tobacco._ PAGE. Marry, my lord, she said her old husband had a great payment to make this morning, and had not left her so much as a jewel. PROUDLY. A pox of her old cat's chaps! The teeth she had Have made a transmigration into hair: She hath a bigger beard than I, by this light. [LORD _whispers to_ GRACE. SEL. This custom in us citizens is good: Thus walking off, when men talk with our wives; It shows us courteous and mannerly. Some count it baseness; he's a fool that does so. It is the highest point of policy, Especially when we have virtuous wives. GRACE. Fie, fie! you talk uncivilly, my lord. PROUDLY. Uncivilly, mew! Can a lord talk uncivilly? I think you, a finical taffata pipkin, may be proud I'll sit so near it. Uncivilly, mew! GRACE. Your mother's cat has kittened in your mouth, sure. PROUDLY. Prythee, but note yon fellow. Does he not walk and look as if he did desire to be a cuckold? GRACE. But you do not look as if you could make him one. Now they have dined, my lord. _Enter_ LORD FEESIMPLE _and_ WELLTRIED. FEE. God save your lordship. PROUDLY. How dost thou, coz? Hast thou got any more wit yet? FEE. No, by my troth, I have But little money with that little wit I have, And the more wit ever the less money; Yet as little as I have of either, I would give something that I durst but quarrel: I would not be abus'd thus daily as I am. WELL. Save you, my lord. PROUDLY. Good Master Welltried, you can inform me: pray, how ended the quarrel betwixt young Bold and the other gentleman? WELL. Why, very fairly, my lord; on honourable terms. Young Bold was injured and did challenge him, fought in the field, and the other gave him satisfaction under his hand. I was Bold's second, and can show it here. PROUDLY. 'Tis strange there was no hurt done, yet I hold The other gentleman far the better man. WELL. So do not I. PROUDLY. Besides, they say the satisfaction that walks in the ordinaries is counterfeit.