me in that; but I will
not make my love to you most transparent, in spite of any dust of suspicion
that may be raised to cloud it; and henceforth, since I see it is so
against your humour, I will never labour to persuade you.

DELI. Why, I thank you, signior; but what is that you tell me may concern
my peace so much?

MACI. Faith, sir, 'tist hus. Your wife's brother, signior Fungoso, being
at supper to-night at a tavern, with a sort of gallants, there happened
some division amongst them, and he is left in pawn for the reckoning. Now,
if ever you look that time shall present you with an happy occasion to do
your wife some gracious and acceptable service, take hold of this
opportunity, and presently go and redeem him; for, being her brother, and
his credit so amply engaged as now it is, when she shall hear, (as he
cannot himself, but he must out of extremity report it,) that you came, and
offered y ourself so kindly, and with that respect of his reputation; why, the
benefit cannot but make her dote, and grow mad of your affections.

DELI. Now, by heaven, Macilente, I acknowledge myself exceedingly indebted
to you, by this kind tender of your love; and I am sorry to remember that I
was ever so rude, to neglect a friend of your importance. -- Bring me shoes
and a cloak here. -- I was going to bed, if you had not come. What tavern
is it?

MACI. The Mitre, sir.

DELI. O! Why, Fido! my shoes. -- Good faith, it cannot but please her
exceedingly.

ENTER FALLACE.
FAL. Come, I marle what piece of night-work you have in hand now, that you
call for a cloak, and your shoes: What, is this your pander?

DELI. O, sweet wife, speak lower, I would not he should hear thee for a
world --

FAL. Hang him, rascal, I cannot abide him for his treachery, with his wild
quick-set beard there. Whither go you now with him?

DELI. No, whither with him, dear wife; I go alone to a place, from whence
I will return instantly. -- Good Macilente, acquaint not her with it by any
means, it may come so much the more accepted; frame some other answer. --
I'll come back immediately.
[EXIT.

FAL. Nay, an I be not worthy to know whither you go, stay till I take
knowledge of your coming back.

MACI. Hear you, mistress Deliro.

FAL. So, sir, and what say you?

MACI. Faith, lady, my intents will not deserve this