175 Duke. A widow, then?
Mari. Neither, my lord.
Duke. Why, you are nothing, then:-neither maid, widow, nor wife?
Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them 180 are neither maid, widow, nor wife.
Duke. Silence that fellow: I would he had some cause
To prattle for himself.
Lucio. Well, my lord.
Mari. My lord, I do confe