enduring this.

Jasp. Do but hear me, Nurse.

Flor. Ay, hear him, Nurse, he’l be sure to recant and
swear you’re as sweet as—a—fogh—so sweet—

Nurse. What, Hussy, dare you abuse me—I that gave suck
to my Lady before thou wast born—you Young Whore.

Flor. Young Whore! why not Old Whore, Nurse, as well as
young Whore?

Nurse. You damn’d Young Slut, I’le tear out your Eyes.

Flor. My Feet shall save my Eyes, except you can out-run
me to my Lady.

Jasp. Have not you made fine work now? I but dissembled
to take off suspition—and you must shew your self,
i’m sure I shall be turn’d away for your folly.

Nurse. But dissembled, said you? Marry, there’s dissembling indeed.

Jasp. Nay, Nurse, consider, dost think I would have spoke so
in thy hearing, had it been for any other thing? But
prethee kiss me—I protest thou’rt as sweet as Arsifettito.

Nurse. Arsifettito! What’s that?

Jasp. A Rich perfume the Chymists make, and good against
fits o’ th’ Mother. But what shall I do now? I shall
be turn’d away.

Nurse. I’le warrant thee, I’le place thee with Eugenia, she
shall take care of thee for mine and a Friends sake
of hers.

Jasp. Ay, ay, that’s Francisco; but you have promis’d me
often to tell me a secret concerns them; prethee
do’t now, Nurse.

Nurse. But will you ne’re speak on’t? If you do, I shall
get no more money for thee, Jasper; that’s the way,
i get all, Chuck; no, no, no matter what’s between them,
trust thou to me.

Jasp. Well, Nurse, I thought you had Lov’d me, but I see
you do not; you know I can keep secrets.

Nurse. Ay, but this is such a one I dare not tell it; besides,
it was not Eugenias fault at first—alas, poor
fool, she was in a sad taking, when she found
her Couzen Francisco in Bed with her.

Jasp. In Bed, sayst thou?

Nurse. Lord bless me! what have I done? If you should
tell now.

Jasp. Ne’re fear it, tell me all: I would not for the
world have mist this Story, it makes a full amends
for all my Crosses; come, Nurse, prethee quickly
tell me all passages.

Nurse. I tell no more, my mind misgives me I’ve said
too much already.

Jasp. Not tell me more, Old Beldame? Speak it quickly,
or what I know shall soon unto my Lord.

Nurse. How now! Is this dissembling too?

Jasp. No, ’tis as great a truth as what you told me of,
Don Francisco’s Bedding with Eugenia; tell me the
rest, and by it save your Life.

Nurse. Dear Jasper, be not angry, and I will.

Jasp. Come, Nurse, do it, and then we’l kiss and be Friends.
I shall have use of her.