The
wiser,
the waywarder. Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will
out
at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole;
stop
that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.
ORLANDO. A man that had a wife with such a wit, he might say
'Wit,
whither wilt?' ROSALIND. Nay, you might keep that check for
it, till you met your
wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed.
ORLANDO. And what wit could wit have to excuse that?
ROSALIND. Marry, to say she came to seek you there. You shall
never
take her without her answer, unless you take her without her
tongue. O, that woman that cannot make her fault her
husband's
occasion, let her never nurse her child herself, for she will
breed it like a fool!
ORLANDO. For these two hours, Rosalind, I will leave thee.
ROSALIND. Alas, dear love, I cannot lack thee two hours!
ORLANDO. I must attend the Duke at dinner; by two o'clock I
will be
with thee again.
ROSALIND. Ay, go your ways, go your ways.
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