nothing has been between us but our fears.

MEL. I don't know why we should not steal out of the house this
very moment and marry one another, without consideration or the fear
of repentance. Pox o' fortune, portion, settlements, and jointures.

CYNT. Ay, ay, what have we to do with 'em? You know we marry for
love.

MEL. Love, love, downright, very villainous love.

CYNT. And he that can't live upon love deserves to die in a ditch.
Here then, I give you my promise, in spite of duty, any temptation
of wealth, your inconstancy, or my own inclination to change -

MEL. To run most wilfully and unreasonably away with me this moment
and be married.

CYNT. Hold. Never to marry anybody else.

MEL. That's but a kind of negative consent. Why, you won't baulk
the frolic?

CYNT. If you had not been so assured of your own conduct I would
not. But 'tis but reasonable that since I consent to like a man
without the vile consideration of money, he should give me a very
evident demonstration of his wit: therefore let me see you
undermine my Lady Touchwood, as you boasted, and force her to give
her consent, and then -