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The second Scœne.

To them Iames, presently after George.
Iam.

'Tis shut agen sweet Mistris. If it offend you, I will
buy my pardon at your owne rate.

Cice.

What would you have sir?

Iam.

A little pleasure Sweete. Come, come, what's
your price?

Cice.

You sure mistake me sir.

Iam.

As if I had not practis'd wenching sufficiently to
understand a dissembled modesty: because I am a stranger,
I'le come to your lodging when I know where 'tis. But say
your price? halfe a crowne?

Cice.

Have I found you gallant? I am dearer Sir; that's
my maids rate. The truth is I have my Maiden-head yet,
and have bargain'd with a gentleman below for it.

Iam.

Let me have it; I'le double his reward.

Cice.

I love to be as good as my word. Sure sir hee'd kill
you if he knew of your attempt. That's he sir.

Knock.
Iam.

And my young valour dare not encounter him.

Cice.

Your Citie-borne coward never make's fortunate
whoremaster.

Iam.

Would I were safe.

Cice.

Best hide your selfe in this sir.

Iam.

A handsome convenience. When hee's gone, release
me.

Cice.

Feare it not sir, but be sure you lie still. Open the
dore maid; and doe you heare? get the key of the truncke.

Bella.
What may this come to?

Geo.
Pardon me faire one. My intrusion tends
To begg a happinesse; please you to crowne it
With your consent and welcome?

Cice.
What's in me
To grant, you shall command.

Geo.
I take your word.
The pleasure of your bed. I will reward it
With a new gowne and angels; dally not
In any coy deniall.

Cice.
Not in this place.
But if you please—

whisper.
Bella.
New jealousie instructs.
My feare this woman's naught, and such a one
As sels her selfe to sinne. What fates conspire
To make me miserable?

Geo.
'Tis a motion
Sutes with my liking. The paines will make the pleasure
More sweet in the enjoying.