_Enter_
Bartolus.
_Bar_.
What wife, there?
Heaven keep my house from thieves.
_Lean_.
I am wretched:
Opened, discovered, lost to my wishes.
I shall be whooted at.
_Bar_.
What noise was this, wife?
Why dost thou smile?
_Lean_.
This proud thing will betray me.
_Bar_. Why these lie here? what angry, dear?
_Am_.
No, Sir,
Only a chance, your pupil said he plaid well,
And so indeed he do's: he undertook for ye,
Because I would not sit so long time idle,
I made my liberty, avoided your mate,
And he again as cunningly endangered me,
Indeed he put me strangely to it. When presently
Hearing you come, & having broke his ambush too,
Having the second time brought off my Queen fair,
I rose o'th' sudden smilingly to shew ye,
My apron caught the Chesse-board, and the men,
And there the noise was.
_Bar_.
Thou art grown a Master,
For all this I shall beat ye.
_Lean_.
Or I, Lawyer,
For now I love her more, 'twas a neat answer,
And by it hangs a mighty hope, I thank her,
She gave my pate a sound knock that it rings yet,
But you shall have a sounder if I live lawyer,
My heart akes yet, I would not be in that fear--
_Bar_.
I am glad ye are a gamester, Sir, sometimes
For recreation we two shall fight hard at it.
_Am_.
He will prove too hard for me.
_Lean_.
I hope he shall do,
But your Chess-board is too hard for my head, line that, good Lady.
_Bar_.
I have been attoning two most wrangling neighbours,
They had no mony, therefore I made even.
Come, let's go in and eat, truly I am hungry.
_Lean_.