The Magnetick Lady. Act 5. Scene 6.

Compass, Practice, Ironside, Polish, Lady.

Com. Where is my Wife? what ha' you done with
my Wife,
Gossip o' the Counsels?

Pol. I, sweet Mr. Compass,
I honour you, and your Wife.

Com. Well, do so still.
I will not call you Mother tho', but Polish.
Good Gossip Polish, where ha' you hid my Wife?

Pol. I hide your Wife?

Com. Or she's run away.

Lad. That would make all suspected, Sir, a-fresh.
Come we will find her, if she be i' the House.

Pol. Why should I hide your Wife, good Mr. Compass?

Com. I know no cause, but that you are goody Polish,
That's good at malice; good at mischief; all
That can perplex or trouble a business throughly.

Pol. You may say what you will: yo' are Mr. Compass,
And carry a large sweep, Sir, i' your Circle.

Lad. I'll sweep all corners, Gossip, to spring this.
If 't be above Ground. I will have her cry'd,
By the Common-cryer, through all the Ward,
But I will find her.

Iro. It will be an Act
Worthy your Justice, Madam.

Pra. And become
the integrity, and worship of her Name.