2 Lady

What Husband mean ye?

Altea

A Husband of an easy faith, a fool,
Made by her wealth, and moulded to her pleasure,
One though he see himself become a monster,
Shall hold the door, and entertain the maker.

2 Lady

You grant there may be such a man.

1 Lady

Yes marry, but how to bring 'em to this rare Perfection.

2 Lady

They must be chosen so, things of no honour,
Nor outward honesty.

Margarita

No 'tis no matter,
I care not what they are, so they be lusty.

2 Lady

Me thinks now a rich Lawyer, some such fellow,
That carries credit, and a face of awe,
But lies with nothing but his clients business.

Margarita

No there's no trusting them, they are too subtil,
The Law has moulded 'em of natural mischief.

1 Lady

Then some grave governor,
Some man of honour, yet an easy man.

Margarita

If he have honour I am undone, I'le none such,
I'le have a lusty man, honour will cloy me.\

Altea

'Tis fit ye should Lady;
And to that end, with search and wit and labour,
I have found one out, a right one and a perfect,
He is made as strong as brass, is of brave years too,
And doughty of complexion.

Margarita

Is he a Gentleman?

Altea

Yes and a souldier, as gentle as you would wish him,
A good fellow, wears good cloaths.

Margarita

Those I'le allow him,
They are for my credit, does he understand
But little?

Altea

Very little.

Margarita

'Tis the better,
Have not the wars bred him up to anger?

Alonzo

No, he will not quarrel with a dog that bites hi[m],
Let him be drunk or sober, is one silence.

Margarita

H'as no capacity what honor is?
For that's the Souldiers god.

Altea

Honour's a thing too subtil for his wisdom,
If honour lye in eating, he is right honourable.

Margarita

Is he so goodly a man do you say?

Altea

As you shall see Lady,
But to all this is but a trunk.

Margarita

I would have him so,
I shall adde branches to him to adorn him,
Goe, find me out this man, and let me see him,
If he be that motion that you tell me of,
And make no more noise, I shall entertain him,
Let him be here.

Altea

He shall attend your Ladiship.

[Exeunt.

Juan de Castro

Why thou art not married indeed?

Michael Perez

No, no, pray think so,
Alas I am a fellow of no reckoning,
Not worth a Ladies eye.

Alonzo

Wou'dst thou steal a fortune,
And make none of all thy friends acquainted with it,
Nor bid us to thy wedding?

Michael Perez

No indeed,
There was no wisdom in't, to bid an Artist,
An old seducer to a femal banquet,
I can cut up my pye without your instructions.

Juan de Castro

Was it the wench i'th' veil?

Michael Perez

Basto 'twas she,
The prettiest Rogue that e're you look'd upon,
The lovingst thief.

Juan de Castro

And is she rich withal too?

Michael Perez

A mine, a mine, there is no end of wealth Coronel,
I am an asse, a bashfull fool, prethee Coronel,
How do thy compa[ni]es fill now?

Juan de Castro

You are merry Sir,
You intend a safer war at home belike now.

Michael Perez

I do not think I shall fight much this year Coronel,
I find my self given to my ease a little,
I care not if I sell my foolish company,
They are things of hazard.

Alonzo

How it angers me,
This fellow at first fight should win a Lady,
A rich young wench, and I that have consum'd
My time and art in searching out their subtleties,
Like a fool'd Alchymist blow up my hopes still?
When shall we come to thy house and be freely merry?

Michael Perez

When I have manag'd her a little more,
I have an house to entertain an army.

Alonzo

If thy wife be fair, thou wilt have few less
Come to thee.

Michael Perez

But where they'l get entertainment is the point Signior.
I beat no Drum.

Alonzo

You need none but her taber,
May be I'le march after a month or two,
To get me a fresh stomach. I find Coronel
A wantonness in wealth, methinks I agree not with,
'Tis such a trouble to be married too,
And have a thousand things of great importance,
Jewels and plates, and fooleries molest me,
To have a mans brains whimsied with his wealth:
Before I walk'd contentedly.

Servant

My Mistris Sir is sick, because you are absent,
She mourns and will not eat.

Michael Perez

Alas my Jewel,
Come I'le goe with thee, Gentlemen your fair leaves,
You see I am ti'd a little to my yoke,
Pray pardon me, would ye had both such loving wives.

Juan de Castro

I thank ye

[Exit Perez, Servant.

For your old boots, never be blank Alonzo,
Because this fellow has outstript thy fortune,
Tell me ten daies hence what he is, and how
The gracious state of matrimony stands with him,
Come, let's to dinner, when Margarita comes
We'l visit both, it may be then your fortune.

[Exeunt.

Margarita

Is he come?

Altea

Yes Madam, h'as been here this half hour,
I have question'd him of all that you can ask him,
And find him as fit as you had made the man,
He will make the goodliest shadow for iniquity.

Margarita

Have ye searcht him Ladies?

Omnes

Is a man at all points, a likely