_Cast._ Do you think I love to have my hair worn off? _Rous._ Come, you are so witty now and so sensible. [_Kisses her._ _Cast._ Tush, I would I wanted one o' my senses now! _Rous._ Bitter again? What's that? Smelling? _Cast._ No, no, no. Why now y'are satisfied, I hope. I have given you a favour. _Rous._ What favour? A kiss? I prithee give me another. _Cast._ Show me that I gave it you then. _Rous._ How should I show it? _Cast._ You are unworthy of a favour if you will not bestow the keeping of it one minute. _Rous._ Well, in plain terms, dost love me? That's the purpose of my coming. _Cast._ Love you? Yes, very well. _Rous._ Give me thy hand upon't. _Cast._ Nay, you mistake me. If I love you very well I must not love you now. For now y'are not very well, y'are sick. _Rous._ This equivocation is for the jest now. _Cast._ I speak't as 'tis now in fashion, in earnest. But I shall not be in quiet for you, I perceive, till I have given you a favour. Do you love me? _Rous._ With all my heart. _Cast._ Then with all my heart I'll give you a jewel to hang in your ear.--Hark ye--I can never love you. [_Exit._ _Rous._ Call you this a jewel to hang in mine ear? 'Tis no light favour, for I'll be sworn it comes somewhat heavily to me. Well, I will not leave her for all this. Methinks it animates a man to stand to't, when a woman desires to be rid of him at the first sight. [_Exit._ SCENE IV.--_Another Apartment in the same._ _Enter_ BELFOREST _and_ LANGUEBEAU SNUFFE. _Bel._ I entertain the offer of this match With purpose to confirm it presently. I have already moved it to my daughter. Her soft excuses savoured at the first, Methought, but of a modest innocence Of blood, whose unmoved stream was never drawn Into the current of affection. But when I Replied with more familiar arguments, Thinking to make her apprehension bold,-- Her modest blush fell to a pale dislike; And she refused it with such confidence, As if she had been prompted by a love Inclining firmly to some other man; And in that obstinacy she remains. _Lang._ Verily, that disobedience doth not become a child. It proceedeth from an unsanctified liberty. You will be accessory to your own dishonour if you suffer it. _Bel._ Your honest wisdom has advised me well. Once more I'll move her by persuasive means. If she resist, all mildness set apart, I will make use of my authority. _Lang._ And instantly, lest fearing your constraint Her contrary affection teach her some Device that may prevent you. _Bel._ To cut off every opportunity Procrastination may assist her with This instant night she shall be married. _Lang._ Best. _Enter_ CASTABELLA.