_Mont._ I humbly pray you will be pleased to pardon, And to give satisfaction to you Madam, (Although I break my heart) I will confess That I have wrong'd them too, and make submission. _Lam._ No I'll spare that; go bid the Cook haste supper. [_Exit_ Mont. _La-p._ Oh brave Lady, thou art worthy to have servants, to be commandress of a Family, that knowest how to use and govern it. _Lav._ You shall have many Mistresses that will so mistake, as to take their Horse-keepers, and Footmen instead of their Husbands, thou art none of those. _Mal._ But she that can make distinction of men, and knows when she hath gallants, and fellows of rank and quality in her house-- _Lam._ Gallants indeed, if it be the Gallants fashion To triumph in the miseries of a man, Of which they are the cause: one that transcends (In spight of all that fortune hath, or can be done) A million of such things as you, my doors Stand open to receive all such as wear The shape of Gentlemen, and my gentl[i]er nature (I might say weaker) weighs not the expence Of entertainment; think you I'll forget yet What's due unto my self? do not I know, That you have dealt with poor _Montague_, but like Needy Commanders, cheating Citizens, And perjur'd Courtiers? I am much mov'd, else use not To say so much, if you will bear your selves As fits such, you would make me think you are, You may stay; if not, the way lies before you. [_Exit._ _Mal._ What think you of this Captain? _La-p._ That this is a bawdy-house, with Pinacles and Turrets, in which this disguised _Montague_ goes to Rut _gratis_, and that this is a landed pandress, and makes her house a brothel for charity. _Mal._ Come, that's no miracle; but from whence derive you the supposition? _Lav._ Observe but the circumstance; you all know that in the height of _Mountagues_ prosperity, he did affect, and had his love return'd by this Lady _Orleans_; since her divorcement, and his decay of estate, it is known they have met, not so much as his boy [is] wanting; and that this can be any thing else than a meer plot for their night-work, is above my imagination to conceive. _Mal._ Nay, it carries probability, let us observe it better, but yet with such caution, as our prying be not discovered; here's all things to be had without cost, and therefore good staying here. _La-p._ Nay, that's true, I would we might wooe her twenty years, like _Penelopes_ sutors; come _Laverdine_. [_Exeunt_ Malli. La Poop. _Lav._ I follow instantly, yonder he is. _Enter_ Viramor. The thought of this boy hath much cool'd my affection to his Lady, and by all conjectures, this is a disguised whore; I will try if I can search this Mine, Page-- _Ver._ Your pleasure, Sir?