_Mel_. Thy body is too little for the story, The lusts of which would fill another woman, Though she had Twins within her. _Evad_. This is saucy; Look you intrude no more, there lies your way. _Mel_. Thou art my way, and I will tread upon thee, Till I find truth out. _Evad_. What truth is that you look for? _Mel_. Thy long-lost honour: would the Gods had set me One of their loudest bolts; come tell me quickly, Do it without enforcement, and take heed You swell me not above my temper. _Evad_. How Sir? where got you this report? _Mel_. Where there was people in every place. _Evad_. They and the seconds of it are base people; Believe them not, they lyed. _Mel_. Do not play with mine anger, do not Wretch, I come to know that desperate Fool that drew thee From thy fair life; be wise, and lay him open. _Evad_. Unhand me, and learn manners, such another Forgetfulness forfeits your life. _Mel_. Quench me this mighty humour, and then tell me Whose Whore you are, for you are one, I know it. Let all mine honours perish but I'le find him, Though he lie lockt up in thy blood; be sudden; There is no facing it, and be not flattered; The burnt air, when the _Dog_ raigns, is not fouler Than thy contagious name, till thy repentance (If the Gods grant thee any) purge thy sickness. _Evad_. Be gone, you are my Brother, that's your safety. _Mel_. I'le be a Wolf first; 'tis to be thy Brother An infamy below the sin of a Coward: I am as far from being part of thee, As thou art from thy vertue: seek a kindred Mongst sensual beasts, and make a Goat thy Brother, A Goat is cooler; will you tell me yet? _Evad_. If you stay here and rail thus, I shall tell you, I'le ha' you whipt; get you to your command, And there preach to your Sentinels, And tell them what a brave man you are; I shall laugh at you. _Mel_. Y'are grown a glorious Whore; where be your Fighters? what mortal Fool durst raise thee to this daring, And I alive? by my just Sword, h'ad safer Bestride a Billow when the angry North Plows up the Sea, or made Heavens fire his food; Work me no higher; will you discover yet? _Evad_. The Fellow's mad, sleep and speak sense.