Val. How do you both? you are manifest
housekeepers. What are you sewing here? A 56
fine spot, in good faith. How does your little son?
Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good
madam.
Vol. He had rather see the swords and hear 60
a drum, than look upon his schoolmaster.
Val. O' my word, the father's son; I'll swear
'tis a very pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked
upon him o' Wednesday half an hour together: 64
he has such a confirmed countenance. I saw
him run after a gilded butterfly; and when he
caught it, he let it go again; and after it again;
and over and over he comes, and up again; 68
catched it again: or whether his fall enraged
him, or how 'twas, he did so set his teeth and
tear it; O! I warrant, how he mammocked it!
Vol. One on 's father's moods. 72
Val. Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child.
Vir. A crack, madam.
Val. Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must
have you play the idle huswife with me this 76
afternoon.
Vir. No, good madam; I will not out of
doors.
Val. Not out of doors!
Vol. She shall, she shall. 80
Vir. Indeed, no, by your patience; I'll not
over the threshold till my lord return from the
wars.
Vol. Fie! you confine yourself most un- 84
56 housekeepers: recluses, stay-at-homes
57 spot: pattern for embroidery
65 confirmed: determined
66 gilded: gold-colored
71 mammocked: tore in pieces
72 on 's: of his
74 crack: lively child
76 play . . . huswife: idle away your time
