He hems and haws, now titters, now looks grave!
Begins to speak and halts! takes off his eyes
To fall in contemplation on a chair,
A table, or the ceiling, wall, or floor!
I'll plague him worse and worse! O, here he comes!
[Enter WILDRAKE.]
Wild. Despite her spiteful usage I'm resolved
To tell her now. Dear neighbour Constance!
Con. Fool!
Accost me like a lady, sir! I hate
The name of neighbour!
Wild. Mistress Constance, then -
I'll call thee that.
Con. Don't call me anything!
I hate to hear thee speak--to look at thee,
To dwell in the same house with thee!
Wild. In what
Have I offended?
Con. What!--I hate an ape!
Wild. An ape!
Con. Who bade thee ape the gentleman?
And put on dress that don't belong to thee?
Go! change thee with thy whipper-in or huntsman,
And none will doubt thou wearest thy own clothes.
Wild. A pretty pass! Mocked for the very dress
I bought to pleasure her! Untoward things
Are women! [Aside. Walks backwards and forwards.]
Con. Do you call that walking? Pray
What makes you twist your body so, and take
Such pains to turn your toes out? If you'd walk,
Walk thus! Walk like a man, as I do now!
[Walking]
Is yours the way a gentleman should walk?
You neither walk like man nor gentleman!
I'll show you how you walk.
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