Post. The Stones too hard to come by

Iach. Not a whit,

Your Lady being so easy

Post. Make note Sir

Your losse, your Sport: I hope you know that we

Must not continue Friends

Iach. Good Sir, we must

If you keepe Couenant: had I not brought

The knowledge of your Mistris home, I grant

We were to question farther; but I now

Professe my selfe the winner of her Honor,

Together with your Ring; and not the wronger

Of her, or you hauing proceeded but

By both your willes

Post. If you can mak't apparant

That you haue tasted her in Bed; my hand,

And Ring is yours. If not, the foule opinion

You had of her pure Honour; gaines, or looses,

Your Sword, or mine, or Masterlesse leaue both

To who shall finde them

Iach. Sir, my Circumstances

Being so nere the Truth, as I will make them,

Must first induce you to beleeue; whose strength

I will confirme with oath, which I doubt not

You'l giue me leaue to spare, when you shall finde

You neede it not

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