Ori. I like you:
But how you can like me, without I have testimony,
A stranger to you—

Mir. I’ll marry you immediately;
A fair state I dare promise you.

Bel. Yet she’ll cozen thee.

Ori. ’Would some fair gentleman durst promise for you!

Mir. By all that’s good—

Enter La Castre, Nontolet, Lugier, and De Gard.

All. And we’ll make up the rest, lady.

Ori. Then, Oriana takes you. Nay she has caught you!
If you start now, let all the world cry shame on you!
I have out-travell’d you.

Bel. Did not I say she would cheat thee?

Mir. I thank you! I am pleased you have deceived me,
And willingly I swallow it, and joy in’t:
And yet, perhaps, I knew you. Whose plot was this?

Lug. He’s not ashamed that cast it: He that executed,
Follow’d your father’s will.

Mir. What a world’s this!
Nothing but craft and cozenage?

Ori. Who begun, sir?

Mir. Well; I do take thee upon mere compassion;
And I do think I shall love thee. As a testimony,
I’ll burn my book, and turn a new leaf over.
But these fine clothes you shall wear still.

Ori. I obey you, sir, in all.

Nant. And how, how, daughters? What say you to these gentlemen?
What say ye, gentlemen, to the girls?

Pinac. By my troth—if she can love me—

Lil. How long?

Pinac. Nay, if once you love—

Lil. Then take me,
And take your chance.

Pinac. Most willingly! You are mine, lady;
And if I use you not, that you may love me—

Lil. A match, i’ faith.

Pinac. Why, now you travel with me.

Ros. How that thing stands!

Bel. It will, if you urge it.
Bless your five wits!

Ros. Nay, pr’ythee, stay; I’ll have thee.

Bel. You must ask me leave first.