_Limb._ Bully Brainsick, Pug has sent me to you on an embassy, to bring you down to cards again; she is in her mulligrubs already; she will never forgive you the last _vol_ you won. It is but losing a little to her, out of complaisance, as they say, to a fair lady; and whatever she wins, I will make up to you again in private. _Brain._ I would not be that slave you are, to enjoy the treasures of the east. The possession of Peru, and of Potosi, should not buy me to the bargain. _Limb._ Will you leave your perboles, and come then? _Brain._ No; for I have won a wager, to be spent luxuriously at Long's; with Pleasance of the party, and Termagant Tricksy; and I will pass, in person, to the preparation: Come, matrimony. [_Exeunt_ BRAINSICK, _Mrs_ BRAIN. _Enter_ SAINTLY, _and_ PLEASANCE. _Pleas._ To him: I'll second you: now for mischief! _Saint._ Arise, Mr Limberham, arise; for conspiracies are hatched against you, and a new Faux is preparing to blow up your happiness. _Limb._ What is the matter, landlady? Pr'ythee, speak good honest English, and leave thy canting. _Saint._ Verily, thy beloved is led astray, by the young man Woodall, that vessel of uncleanness: I beheld them communing together; she feigned herself sick, and retired to her tent in the garden-house; and I watched her out-going, and behold he followed her. _Pleas._ Do you stand unmoved, and hear all this? _Limb._ Before George, I am thunder-struck! _Saint._ Take to thee thy resolution, and avenge thyself. _Limb._ But give me leave to consider first: A man must do nothing rashly. _Pleas._ I could tear out the villain's eyes, for dishonouring you, while you stand considering, as you call it. Are you a man, and suffer this? _Limb._ Yes, I am a man; but a man's but a man, you know: I am recollecting myself, how these things can be. _Saint._ How they can be! I have heard them; I have seen them. _Limb._ Heard them, and seen them! It may be so; but yet I cannot enter into this same business: I am amazed, I must confess; but the best is, I do not believe one word of it. _Saint._ Make haste, and thine own eyes shall testify against her. _Limb._ Nay, if my own eyes testify, it may be so:--but it is impossible, however; for I am making a settlement upon her, this very day. _Pleas._ Look, and satisfy yourself, ere you make that settlement on so false a creature. _Limb._ But yet, if I should look, and not find her false, then I must cast in another hundred, to make her satisfaction. _Pleas._ Was there ever such a meek, hen-hearted creature! _Saint._ Verily, thou has not the spirit of a cock-chicken. _Limb._ Before George, but I have the spirit of a lion, and I will tear her limb from limb--if I could believe it.