And then, though not many, there were always some in the city who said, Let him smite me and it shall be a kindness; let him reprove me and it shall be an excellent oil which shall not break my head.

It was in Mansoul with Mr.Prywell as it was in Kidderminster with Richard Baxter, when some of his people said to one another, 'We will take all things well from one that we know doth entirely love us.' 'Love them,' said Augustine, 'and then say anything you like to them.' Now, that was Mr.
Prywell's way.

He loved Mansoul, and then he said many things to her that a false lover and a flatterer would never have dared to say.
3.

Then, as the saying is, it goes without saying that 'Mr.Prywell was always a jealous man.' Great lovers are always jealous men, and Mr.
Prywell showed himself to be a great lover by the great heat of his jealousy also.

'Vigilant,' says the excellent editress again; 'cautious against dishonour, reasonably mistrustful--low Latin _zelosus_, full of zeal.