NURSE.
Marry, farewell! — I pray you, sir, what saucy merchant was
this that was so full of his ropery?
ROMEO.
A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk; and
will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month.
NURSE.
An 'a speak anything against me, I'll take him down, an'a
were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks; and if I cannot,
I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his
flirt-gills; I am none of his skains-mates. — And thou must stand
by too, and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure!
PETER. I saw no man use you at his pleasure; if I had, my weapon
should quickly have been out, I warrant you: I dare draw as soon
as another man, if I see occasion in a good quarrel, and the law
on my side.
NURSE.
Now, afore God, I am so vexed that every part about me
quivers. Scurvy knave! — Pray you, sir, a word: and, as I told
you, my young lady bid me enquire you out; what she bade me say I
will keep to myself: but first let me tell ye, if ye should lead
her into a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross
kind of behaviour, as they say: for the gentlewoman is young;
and, therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly it were
an ill thing to be offered to any gentlewoman, and very weak
dealing.
