_Enter_ BRISTLE _and_ JENNITING.
BRIS. Yes, truly, I am one of the gentle craft, though I
have got somewhat of the tailor's trade too; some hangers
on--fellow-travellers, that I cannot be rid of, though, are
still upon my back: they put me to foul shifts sometimes.
JEN. Then you know Crispianus?
BRIS. Yes, he is a saint amongst us, of whose votaries I am
one, that each Monday morning liquor his altar with ale, and
grease it with bacon.
JEN. So you sacrifice the hog to get the bristles?
BRIS. She knows my name, sure. [_Aside._] But 'tis no matter
for him. Hereafter I'll know no saints but thee; be not
therefore unkind, but look with a favourable aspect on him that
can expect no bad influence from so benign a star.
JEN. You do but flatter me; I am not so good a one as you make
me.
BRIS. Now, by Jove, thou art fairer than Calisto (and more
like a bear), more divine than Cassiopeia! Do but consider that
every sow has a ring, and will not you have one?
JEN. Well, Vamp, you know how to take the length of women's
feet.
BRIS. Come, my Jenniting, we will have twins every year.
JEN. Such as shall be christened at Saint James' tide, I
warrant!
BRIS. No, no; two boys and so many wenches, that we will
furnish the whole city with herb-women and costermongers of
our own progeny; there shall not be an apple-wife in the whole
country but she shall be ingrafted into some branch of our
family: not a day in the whole year shall pass but some tree
of our stock shall be set, till we have enough to plant a
wilderness and people it. Go, pack up thy treasure; the time
flies too fast, but we'll outstrip it. To-night we'll be at a
place some ten miles off, where a house ready-furnished waits
for thee, with all things necessary for the celebration of our
nuptials. I'll fit thee with a pair of shoes; let's see thy
foot. It is of the eighteens; thou shalt have a strapping pair.
Make haste.
JEN. Thanks, kind Vamp; all that I have is thine. [_Exit._
BRIS. I hope so, or else my plot fails me: if Heath speed with
Nancy Curds as well as I have with Hanna Jenniting, we shall
make quick work with 'um; we shall fledge ourselves before we
fly. Let them husband what we leave 'um as well as they can.
[_Exit._