_Pleas._ [_Aside._] I'll conquer my proud spirit, I am resolved on it,
and speak kindly to him.--What, alone, sir! If my company be not
troublesome; or a tender young creature, as I am, may safely trust
herself with a man of such prowess, in love affairs--It wonnot be.

_Wood._ So! there is one broadside already: I must sheer off.
[_Aside._

_Pleas._ What, you have been pricking up and down here upon a cold
scent[11]; but, at last, you have hit it off, it seems! Now for a fair
view at the wife or mistress: up the wind, and away with it: Hey,
Jowler!--I think I am bewitched, I cannot hold.

_Wood._ Your servant, your servant, madam: I am in a little haste at
present. [_Going._

_Pleas._ Pray resolve me first, for which of them you lie in ambush;
for, methinks, you have the mien of a spider in her den. Come, I know
the web is spread, and whoever comes, Sir Cranion stands ready to dart
out, hale her in, and shed his venom.

_Wood._ [_Aside._] But such a terrible wasp, as she, will spoil the
snare, if I durst tell her so.

_Pleas._ It is unconscionably done of me, to debar you the freedom and
civilities of the house. Alas, poor gentleman! to take a lodging at so
dear a rate, and not to have the benefit of his bargain!--Mischief on
me, what needed I have said that? [_Aside._