hew, now he's in
The way to rise? Was this the courtesy
You did me in pure love, and no ends else?

_Sir G._ End me no ends; engage the whole estate,
And force your spouse to sign it: you shall have
Three or four thousand more to roar and swagger,
And revel in bawdy taverns.

_Wellb._ And beg after:
Mean you not so?

_Sir G._ My thoughts are mine, and free.
Shall I have security?

_Wellb._ No, indeed, you shall not:
Nor bond, nor bill, nor bare acknowledgement.
Your great looks fright not me.

_Sir G._ But my deeds shall.----
Out-brav'd! [_They both draw._

_Enter_ Two Servants.

_Lady A._ Help! murder! murder!

_Wellb._ Let him come on;
With all his wrongs and injuries about him,
Arm'd with his cut throat practices to guard him;
The right I bring with me will defend me,
And punish his extortion.

_Sir G._ That I had thee
But single in the field!

_Lady A._ You may; but make not
My house your quarrelling scene.

_Sir G._ Were't in a church,
By heaven and hell, I'll do't.

_Mar._ Now put him to
The showing of the deed.

_Wellb._ This rage is vain, sir;
For fighting, fear not, you shall have your hands full,
Upon the least incitement: and whereas
You charge me with a debt of a thousand pounds,
If there be law (howe'er you have no conscience)
Either restore my land, or I'll recover
A debt that's truly due to me from you,
In value ten times more than what you challenge.

_Sir G._ I in thy debt! oh, impudence! Did I not purchase
The land left by thy father? that rich land,
That had continued in Wellborn's name
Twenty descents; which, like a riotous fool,
Thou didst make sale of? Is not here
The deed that does confirm it mine?

_Mar._ Now, now!

_Wellb._ I do acknowledge none; I ne'er pass'd o'er
Such land: I grant, for a year or two,
You had it in trust: which, if you do discharge
Surrendering the possession, you shall ease
Yourself and me of chargeable suits in law;
Which, if you prove not honest (as I doubt it),
Must, of necessity, follow.

_Lady A._ In my judgment,
He does advise you well.

_Sir G._ Good, good! conspire
With your new husband, lady; second him
In his dishonest practices; but, when
This manor is extended to my use,
You'll speak in an humbler key, and sue for favor.

_Wellb._ Let despair first seize me.

_Sir G._ Yet, to shut up thy mouth, and make thee give
Thyself the lie, the loud lie--I draw out
The precious evidence: If thou canst forswear
Thy hand an