_Mul._ Nay, wife, be patient; for, look you, I may be mad, or drunk, or so; for my own part, though you can bear more than I, yet I can do well. I will not curse nor cry,[75] but Heaven knows what I think. Come, let's go hear some music; I will never more say my prayers. Let's go hear some doleful music. Nay, if Heaven forget to prosper knaves, I'll go no more to the synagogue. Now I am discontented, I'll turn sectary; that is fashion. [_Exeunt._ [67] Tradesmen were frequently accused of using their wives as lures to attract customers. We shall hear more of this subject when we reach the satires. [68] For the benefit of cappers an act was passed in 1571 that caps of wool ("statute-caps") should be worn by citizens on the Sabbath and on holidays. [69] "Bear a brain"--keep a shrewd memory. [70] Old eds. "Garnish." [71] Old eds. "Garnish." [72] Ed. 1. "about, abour." [73] Old form of "apron," (which is the reading of ed. 2). [74] Old eds. "Garnish." [75] Ed. 1. "cary."--Ed. 2. "care I." ACT IV. SCENE I. _Room in_ Sir HUBERT SUBBOYS' _house_. _Enter_ Sir HUBERT SUBBOYS, Sir LIONEL FREEVILL, CRISPINELLA; _servants with lights_. _Sir Hub._ More lights! Welcome, Sir Lionel Freevill! brother Freevill, shortly. Look to your lights! _Serv._ The masquers are at hand. _Sir Lio._ Call down our daughter. Hark! they are at hand: rank handsomely. _Enter the Masquers; they dance._ _Enter_ BEATRICE, FREEVILL, _and_ MALHEUREUX. MALHEUREUX _takes_ BEATRICE _from_ FREEVILL: _they draw_. _Free._ Know, sir, I have the advantage of the place; You are not safe: I would deal even with you. _Mal._ So. [_They exchange gloves as pledges._ _Free._ So. _Bea._ I do beseech you, sweet, do not for me provoke your fortune. 11 _Sir Lio._ What sudden flaw is risen? _Sir Hub._ From whence comes this? _Free._ An ulcer, long time lurking, now is burst. _Sir Hub._ Good sir, the time and your designs are soft. _Bea._ Ay, dear sir, counsel him, advise him; 'twill relish well From your carving. Good my sweet, rest safe. _Free._ All's well! all's well!--this shall be ended straight. _Sir Hub._ The banquet stays;--there we'll discourse more large. _Free._ Marriage must not make men cowards. _Sir Lio._ Nor rage fools. 19 _Sir Hub._ 'Tis valour not where heat but reason rules. [_Exeunt; only_ TYSEFEW _and_ CRISPINELLA _stay_. _Tyse._ But do you hear, lady?--you proud ape, you! What was the jest you brake of me even now?