EUPH. And thou say'st right: some men[17] were made to be The conduit-pipes of an estate, or rather The sieves of fortune, through whose leaking holes She means to scatter a large flood of wealth, Besprinkling many with refreshing showers. So usurers, so dying aldermen Pour out at once upon their sieve-like heirs Whole gusts of envi'd wealth; which they together Through many holes let out again in showers, And with their ruin water a whole country. But will it surely be a match? BAR. As sure As the two old death's-heads to-morrow morning Are to be join'd together. EUPH. Who, Sir Argent and his lady? BAR. Yes, if she keep touch In what she promis'd me, I'll undertake Her Dotterel shall be sure, and given to her In matrimony. EUPH. Given to his wife? I see thou mean'st in Dotterel to bring back The ancient Spanish custom, where the women Inherited the land, rul'd the estates; The men were given in marriage to the women With portions, and had jointures made to them: Just so will be his case; he will be married Unto a brave subjection. How the fool Is caught in his own noose! What confidence Had he, that he would never marry any, But such, forsooth, as must first fall in love With him, not knowing of his wealth at all? BAR. Well, now he's fitted: he begun at first With fair Artemia. EUPH. He might have told Her of his wealth, and miss'd her too, or else I am deceiv'd in her: true virtuous love Cannot be bought so basely; she besides Has been in love, I'm sure; and may be still, Though he be fled the land. But, now I think on't, I must go see whether old Earthworm's son Has yet perform'd what she desir'd: she stays At home. BAR. I'll in, and see how Dotterel Courts his brave mistress: I left him composing A sonnet to her. There are the old couple Within too. EUPH. If a man could get to hear Their way of courting, 'twould be full as strange As Dotterel's is ridiculous: but stay, SIR ARGENT SCRAPE _and_ LADY COVET _brought in in chairs_. Here come the lovely bride and bridegroom forth. Prythee, let's venture to stay here a little Behind the hangings, man: we shall be sure To hear their love; they are both somewhat deaf, And must speak loud. BAR. Content, I'll stay with thee. SIR ARG. Leave us awhile. Now, madam, you have seen, So have your learned counsel, that I deal Squarely with you: my personal estate Is no less worth than I profess'd, when first I mov'd my loving suit. BAR. Ay, marry, sir, a loving suit indeed! [_Aside._ EUPH. Let 'em go on in their own proper dialect. [_Aside._