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By that light, I'll of you chained up, with your Bul-dogges, and Bear-dogs, if you be not civil the sooner. I'll send you to kennel, faith. You were best bait me with your Bull, Bear, and Horse? Never a time, that the Courtiers, or Collegiates come to the House, but you make it a Shrouetuesday! I would have you get your Whit sonti e -Veluet-Cap, and your staff i'your hand, to entertain them: yes in troth, do. Before me, I will nature them over to Paris -Gar den, and nature you thither too, if you pronounce them a gain. Is a Bear a fit Beast, or a Bull, to mix in society with great Ladies? think i'your discretion, in any good polity. Well, I am contented for the Horse: they love to be well horsed, I know. I love it my self. By my integritiy, I'll send you over to the Bankside, I'll commit you to the Master of the Garden, if I hear but a sillable more. Must my house, or my roof, be polluted with the scent of Bears, and Bulls, when it is per fumed for great Ladies? Is this according to the instrument, when I married you? That I would be Princess, and reign in mine own House: and you would be my subject, and oh bey me? What did you bring me, should make you thus per emptory? Do I allow you your half-crown a day, to spend, where you will, among your Gamesters, to vex and torment me, at such times as these? Who gives you your maintenance, I pray you? who allows you your Horse meat, and Mans-meat? your three Suits of Apparel a year? your four pair of Stockings, one Silk, three Worsted? your clean Linen, your Bans, and Cuffs when I can get you to wear them? It's mar'l you ha'hem on now. Who graces you with Courtiers, or great Person nages, to speak to you out of their Coaches, and come home to your House? Were you ever so much as looked up on by a Lord, or a Lady, before I married you: but on the Easter, or Whitson-holy-dayes? and then out at the Ban quetting-house windore, when Ned Whiting, or George Stone, were at the stake? Answer me to that. And did not I take you up from thence, in and old Greasy Buff-doublet, with Points; and Green Vellet Sleeves, out at the elbows? you forget this. Oh, here are some of the Gallants! Go to, be have your self distinctly, and with good morality; Or, I protest, I'll take away your exhibition. BY your leave, fair Mistress Otter, I'll be bold to enter these Gentlemen in your acquaintance. It shall not be obnoxious, or difficile, Sir. Gentlemen, you are very aptly come. My Counterfeit sin, Sir Amorous, will be here briefly. I cannot assure you, M r . Tru-wit. Here was a very melancholy Knight in a Ruff, that demanded my sub iect for some body, a Gentleman, I think. But he departed straight, I can resolve you. You have taken that report upon trust, Gen tlemen. I am the Servant of the Court, and Courtiers, Sir. It's my place. Why, I am a Collegiate. But I am. Oh treacherous Liar. Kiss me sweet Master Tru-wit, and prove him a slandering Knave. Oh Viper, Mandrake! I cannot hold. No, Sir, I'll do you right with my quarters, with my quarters. You notorious stinkardly Bearward, do's my breath smell? Do I want Teeth, and Eyebrows, thou Bul-Dogge? Ah— Oh God, Madame, he came down with a huge long naked Weapon in both his hands, and looked so dreadfully! Sure, he's beside himself. Alas, Mistress Mavis, I was chastising my sub iect, and thought nothing of him. I, and it's a very good Book as any is, of the Moderns. My Lady called for you, Mistress Trusty: you must decide a Controversy. So Master Clerimont intimates, Madame. Please your Honours, to meet at my House, Madame? Oh me! Madame, he comes again, the mad man, away. He had found the two Swords drawn within. WHat make these naked weapons here, Gentlemen? As there was one, at our House, Madame, for peeping in at the door. A Lady of her longings? No, let women search him, Madame: we can do it our selves. Poor Gentlewoman, how she takes it! I would you would but intimate them, do. Go your ways in, and get Tosts, and Butter, made for the Woodcocks. That's a fit Province for you. I, now you are under correction, you protest: but you did not protest before correction, Sir. Thou Judas, to offer to betray thy Princess! I'll make thee and exam ple— Not so, Sir.
Plot summary
Plot — Epicene, or The Silent Woman
Dauphine's obsessively noise-hating uncle, Morose. has threatened to disinherit him by taking a wife and begetting a son and heir. He has engaged a gen ts to seek a silent woman for his bride, and the barber, Cutbeard, seems to have found him one, Mistress Epicoenc. Truewit goes to him in disguise and tries to dissuade him from marriage; but this makes him the more determined to go ahead with it straight away. He inspects Epicoene, is pleased by her silence, and marries her. Almost at once he learns that she is able to speak loudly. Sir Amorous La Poole is holding a dinner for the members of a college of ladies, but the gallants divert the collegians to Morose's house, to celebrate his wedding. They persuade La Poole that Sir John Daw has arranged this to dishonour him. La Foole dresses up as a sewer to serve the meat. Mistress Otter comes along with him, and the gallants arrange for her to witness her henpecked husband criticizing her behind her back - which earns him a beating. The collegians hold her up as an example to Epicoene: she must establish her dominance in the household. The gallants persuade Dauphine that the two knights have slandered him, and tell each of the knights in turn that the other intends to fight him. Both are so anxious to avoid a duel that each agrees to be beaten by the other; Dauphine does the beating and takes their swords from them. The ladies witness the event, and see the knights' unworthiness; they transfer their affections to Dauphine and begin to compete for his favours. Morose intends to procure a divorce, but cannot find a lawyer in the noise of the courts. Truewit supplies a lawyer and a divine to deal with the case; they are really Cutbeard and Otter in disguise. They delineate the legal grounds for divorce, but none seems to fit the case. The two knights are persuaded to admit that they deflowered Epicoene - but this doesn't count because it happened before the marriage. Morose is forced to claim that he is impotent- but that will only be grounds for .ii:picoene to divorce him, not vice versa. Dauphine offers to free his uncle from the marriage in return for an annual income and a guarantee that he ·will inherit the E_m tire estate. Once Morose has signed the papers, Dauphine reveals that Epicoene is really a boy.