like it full as well: His Wife was so confounded at the Words, she knew not
what to say at first; nor cou'd she guess how he shou'd know that she had
spoke such Words in the Morning: At last she was resolv'd he shou'd explain
himself; and therefore ask'd him what he meant by those expressions--Nay,
what did you mean by 'em, says he, when you repeated them so often in the
Morning? How, says she, in a scornful way, I repeat 'em in the Morning?
Yes, Madam, says he somewhat angrily, 'Twas you repeated 'em in the
Morning, when I lay with you at the Bawdy-House disguis'd like a Gallant,
in such a place, and gave you a Guinea for your Mornings Work. Was it you
then, said she, that was with me in the Morning? Yes, Mrs. _Impudence_,
says he, that it was. Can you talk of being with you in the Morning,
without blushing? To what purpose is it to blush, reply'd she, very
confidently? For if I do, you cann't see it: Nor do I know any reason why
you shou'd call me _Impudence_; I am sure I treated you very civilly: and
as for my being there, you were there as well as I: And we were both about
one Business, and wher's the difference then? Besides, I see 'tis your own
Fault; for if you wou'd be but as brisk at home as you are abroad, I should
be very well Satisfy'd without going abroad, with your own performances at
home. I see you can do better if you will, and if you don't, blame your
self and not me, if you are made a Cuckold. The contented Man hearing his
Wife's Allegations, Promis'd that he wou'd do better for the time to come;
and she on that condition promising him to go no more to St. _Antholin's_
to hear how sweetly the Bells ring, they forgave one another, and were both
Freinds.

_Thus Bawds with Wives of Citizens gets in,_
_And then keeps up a Publick House of Sin:_
_And whilst men do maintain their Wives so high_
_Their lusts are more than they can satisfie._