th.

_Wood._ Beyond my hopes, if she consent.

_Aldo._ I have taken some care of her education, and placed her here
with Mrs Saintly, as her daughter, to avoid her being blown upon by
fops, and younger brothers. So now, son, I hope I have matched your
concealment with my discovery; there is hit for hit, ere I cross the
cudgels.

_Pleas._ You will not take them up, sir?

_Wood._ I dare not against you, madam: I am sure you will worst me at
all weapons. All I can say is, I do not now begin to love you.

_Aldo._ Let me speak for thee: Thou shalt be used, little Pleasance,
like a sovereign princess: Thou shalt not touch a bit of butchers'
meat in a twelve-month; and thou shall be treated--

_Pleas._ Not with _ballum rankum_ every night, I hope!

_Aldo._ Well, thou art a wag; no more of that. Thou shall want neither
man's meat, nor woman's meat, as far as his provision will hold out.

_Pleas._ But I fear he is so horribly given to go a house-warming
abroad, that the least part of the provision will come to my share at
home.

_Wood._ You will find me so much employment in my own family, that I
shall have little need to look out for journey-work.

_Aldo._ Before George, he shall do thee reason, ere thou sleepest.

_Pleas._ No; he shall have an honourable truce for one day at least;
for it is not fair to put a fresh enemy upon him.

_Mrs Brain._ [_To_ PLEAS.] I beseech you, madam, discover nothing
betwixt him and me.

_Pleas._ [_To her._] I am contented to cancel the old score; but take
heed of bringing me an after-reckoning.

_Enter_ GERVASE, _leading_ SAINTLY.

_Gerv._ Save you, gentlemen; and you, my _quondam_ master: You are
welcome all, as I may say.

_Aldo._ How now, sirrah? what is the matter?

_Gerv._ Give good words, while you live, sir; your landlord, and Mr
Saintly, if you please.

_Wood._ Oh, I understand the business; he is married to the widow.

_Saint._ Verily the good work is accomplished.

_Brain._ But, why Mr Saintly?

_Gerv._ When a man is married to his betters, it is but decency to
take her name. A pretty house, a pretty situation, and prettily
furnished! I have been unlawfully labouring at hard duty; but a parson
has soldered up the matter: Thank your worship, Mr Woodall--How? Giles
here!

_Wood._ This business is out, and I am now Aldo. My father has
forgiven me, and we are friends.

_Gerv._ When will Giles, with his honesty, come to this?

_Wood._ Nay, do not insult too