of the matter: therefore be of good cheer; for,
truly, I think you are damned. There is but one
hope in it that can do you any good, and that is
but a kind of bastard hope neither. 8
Jes. And what hope is that, I pray thee?
Laun. Marry, you may partly hope that your
father got you not, that you are not the Jew's
daughter. 12
Jes. That were a kind of bastard hope, in-
deed: so the sins of my mother should be visited
upon me.
Laun. Truly then I fear you are damned both 16
by father and mother: thus when I shun Scylla,
your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother:
well, you are gone both ways.
Jes. I shall be saved by my husband; he hath 20
made me a Christian.
Laun. Truly the more to blame he: we were
Christians enow before; e'en as many as could
well live one by another. This making of Chris- 24
tians will raise the price of hogs: if we grow all
to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly have a
rasher on the coals for money.
Jes. I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you 28
say: here he comes.
Enter Lorenzo.
Lor. I shall grow jealous of you shortly,
Launcelot, if you thus get my wife into cor-
ners. 32
Jes. Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo:
Launcelot and I are out. He tells me flatly,
8 neither: too
17, 18 Scylla . . . Charybdis: dangers confronting Ulysses
20 husband; cf. n.
