n?

_Ben._ The fellow means to detect your villany, and to recover his
lost reputation of a wit.

_Fron._ Why, friend, what villany? I hope my house is a civil house.

_Ben._ Yes, a very civil one; for my master lay in of his last clap
there, and was treated very civilly, to my knowledge.

_Mar._ How's this, how's this?

_Fron._ Come, you are a dirty fellow, and I am known to be a person
that--

_Ben._ Yes, you are known to be a person that--

_Fron._ Speak your worst of me; what person am I known to be?

_Ben._ Why, if you will have it, you are little better than a
procuress: You carry messages betwixt party and party:--And, in one
word, sir, she's as arrant a fruit-woman as any is about Rome.

_Mar._ Nay, if she be a fruit-woman, my nieces shall not enter her
doors.

_Ben._ You had best let them enter, you do not know how they may
fructify in her house: For I heard her, with these ears, whisper to
them, that their friends were within call.

_Mar._ This is palpable, this is manifest; I shall remember you, lady
fruiterer; I shall have your baskets searched when you bring oranges
again.--Come away, nieces; and thanks, honest fellow, for thy
discovery. [_Exeunt_ MARIO _and Women._

Ben. _Hah couragio! Il diavolo e morto:_ Now, I think I have tickled
it; this discovery has reinstated me into the empire of my wit again.
Now, in the pomp of this achievement, will I present myself before
madam Laura, with a--Behold, madam, the happy restoration of Benito!

_Enter_ AURELIAN, CAMILLO, _and_ FRONTONA, _over-hearing him,_

Oh, now, that I had the mirror, to behold myself in the fulness of my
glory! and, oh, that the domineering fop, my master, were in presence,
that I might triumph over him! that I might even contemn the wretched
wight, the mortal of a grovelling soul, and of a debased
understanding. [_He looks about him, and sees his master._] How the
devil came these three together? Nothing vexes me, but that I must
stand bare to him, after such an enterprise as this is.

_Aur._ Nay, put on, put on again, sweet sir; why should you be
uncovered before the fop your master, the wretched wight, the mortal
of a grovelling soul?

_Ben._ Ay, sir, you may make bold with yourself at your own pleasure:
But, for all that, a little bidding would make me take your counsel,
and be covered, as affairs go now.

_Aur._ If it be lawful for a man of a debased understanding to confer
with such