Horner: Nay, madam, rather than they shall prejudice your honour, I’ll prejudice theirs; and, to serve you, I’ll lie with ‘em all, make the secret their own, and then they’ll keep it. I am a Machiavel in love, madam.
Lady Fidget: Oh, no, sir, not that way.
Horner: Nay, the devil take me, if censorious women are to be silenced any other way.
The Country Wife