I'll give thee all I have, and thou shalt live with me in
everything so like my wife, the world shall believe it. Nay, thou
shalt think so thyself--only let me not think so.
SILV. No, I'll die before I'll be your whore--as well as I love
you.
HEART. [Aside.] A woman, and ignorant, may be honest, when 'tis
out of obstinacy and contradiction. But, s'death, it is but a may
be, and upon scurvy terms. Well, farewell then--if I can get out
of sight I may get the better of myself.
SILV. Well--good-bye. [Turns and weeps.]
HEART. Ha! Nay, come, we'll kiss at parting. [Kisses her.] By
heaven, her kiss is sweeter than liberty. I will marry thee.
There, thou hast done't. All my resolves melted in that kiss--one
more.
SILV. But when?
HEART. I'm impatient until it be done; I will not give myself
liberty to think, lest I should cool. I will about a licence
straight--in the evening expect me. One kiss more to confirm me
mad; so.
SILV. Ha, ha, ha, an old fox trapped -
SCENE XI.
[To her] Lucy.
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