_Cla._ That fair false one Whom with fond dotage you have long pursu'd Had such a father: she to whom you pay Dearer for your dishonor, than all titles Ambitious men hunt for, are worth. _Vit._ 'Tis truth. _Cla._ Yet, with her, as a friend you still exchange Health for diseases, and, to your disgrace, Nourish the rivals to your present pleasures, At your own charge, us'd as a property To give a safe protection to her lust, Yet share in nothing but the shame of it. _Vit._ Grant all this so, to take you for a wife Were greater hazard; for should I offend you (As 'tis not easy still to please a woman) You are of so great a spirit, that I must learn To wear your petticoat, for you will have My breeches from me. _Cla._ Rather from this hour I here abjure all actions of a man, And will esteem it happiness from you To suffer like a woman: love, true love Hath made a search within me, and expell'd All but my natural softness, and made perfect That which my parents care could not begin. I will show strength in nothing, but my duty, And glad desire to please you, and in that Grow every day more able. _Vit._ Could this be, What a brave race might I beget? I find A kind of yielding; and no reason why I should hold longer out: she's young, and fair, And chast; for sure, but with her leave, the Devil Durst not attempt her: Madam, though you have A Soldiers arm, your lips appear as if They were a Ladies. _Cla._ They dare Sir, from you Endure the tryal. _Vit._ Ha: once more I pray you: The best I ever tasted; and 'tis said I have prov'd many, 'tis not safe I fear To ask the rest now: well, I will leave whoring And luck herein send me with her: worthiest Lady, I'll wait upon you home, and by the way (If ere I marry, as I'll not forswear it) Tell you, you are my wife. _Cla._ Which if you do, From me all man-kind women, learn to woe. [_Exeunt._ _Scæna Tertia._ _Enter_ Alguazier, Pachieco, Metaldi, Mendoza, Lazarillo. _Alg._ A cloak? good purchase, and rich hangers? well, We'll share ten Pistolets a man. _Laz._ Yet still I am monstrous hungry: could you not deduct So much out of the gross sum, as would purchase Eight loynes of Veal, and some two dozen of Capons? _Pach._ O strange proportion for five. _Laz._ For five? I have A legion in my stomach that have kept Perpetual fast these ten years: for the Capons, They are to me but as so many black Birds: May I but eat once, and be satisfied, Let the fates call me, when my ship is fraught, And I shall hang in peace.