Horner: But I did not expect marriage from such a whoremaster as you; one that knew the town so much, and women so well.
Pinchwife: Why, I have married no London wife.
Horner: Pshaw! that’s all one. That grave circumspection in marrying a country wife, is like refusing a deceitful pampered Smithfield jade, to go and be cheated by a friend in the country.
Pinchwife: [Aside.] A pox on him and his simile!
The Country Wife