'Tis Pity She's a Whore/Act III Scene I
ACTUS TERTIUS.
[SCENA PRIMA. A room in Donado's house.]
Enter Bergetto and Poggio.
Bergetto. Do'es my unkle thinke to make meea baby still? No, Poggio, he shall know I havea skonce now. Poggio. I, let him non bobbe you off like an5ape with an apple. Ber. 'Sfoot, I will have the wench, if he weretenne unkles, in despight of his nose, Poggio. Pog. Hold him to the grynd-stone, and givenot a jot of ground; shee hath in a manner pro-10mised you already. [Ber.] True, Poggio, and her unkle, the doc-tor, swore I should marry her.[1] Pog. He swore, I remember. Ber. And I will have her, that's more. Did'st15see the codpeice-poynt she gave me, and thebox of mermalade? Pog. Very well; and kist you, that my choppswatred at the sight on't. There's no way but toclap up a marriage in hugger mugger.20 Ber. I will do't; for I tell thee, Poggio, I begin to grow valiant, methinkes, and my cour-age begins to rise. Pog. Should you be afraid of your unkle? Ber. Hang him, old doating rascall! no, I say25I will have her. Pog. Lose no time, then. Ber. I will beget a race of wise men and con-stables that shall cart whoores at their ownecharges; and breake the dukes peace ere I haveExeunt. 30done my selfe. Come away.
- ↑ 11-12 True . . . her. Q gives this to Poggio.