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Dap. Ay, 'tis true, sir;
But I do think now I shall leave the law,
And therefore

Face. Why, this changes quite the case.
Do you think that I dare move him?

Dap. If you please, sir;
All's one to him, I see.

Face. What! for that money?
I can not with my conscience; nor should you
Make the request, methinks.

Dap. No, sir; I mean
To add consideration.

Face. Why, then, sir,
I'll try. [Goes to SUBTLE.] Say that it were for all games,

Sub. I say thee, not a mouth shall eat for him
At any ordinary, but on the score,
That is a gaming mouth, conceive me.

Face. Indeed !

Sub. He'll draw you all the treasure of the realm, If it be set him.

Face. Speak you this from art?

Sub. Ay, sir, and reason too, the ground of art.
He is of the only best complexion
The Queen of Fairy loves.

Face. What ! Is he?

Sub. Peace.
He'll overhear you. Sir, should she but see him

Face. What?
Sub. Do not you tell him.
Face. Will he win at cards too?

Sub. The spirits of dead Holland, living Isaac,
You'd swear were in him ! such a vigorous luck
As can not be resisted. 'Slight, he'll put
Six of your gallants to a cloke, indeed.

Face. A strange success, that some man shall be born.
Sub. He hears you, man
Dap. Sir, I'll not be ungrateful.

Face. Faith, I have confidence in his good nature :
You hear, he says he will not be ungrateful.

Sub. Why, as you please; my venture follows yours.

Face. Troth, do it, doctor; think him trusty, and make him. He may make us both happy in an hour; Win some five thousand pounds, and send us two on't.

Dap. Believe it, and I will, sir.

Face. And you shall, sir.

[Takes him aside. You have heard all !

Dap. No, what was't? Nothing, I, sir.
Face. Nothing !
Dap. A little, sir.

Face. Well, a rare star
Reigned at your birth.

Dap. At mine, sir! No.

Face. The doctor
Swears that you are

Sub. Nay, captain, you'll tell all now.
Face. Allied to the Queen of Fairy.

Dap. Who? that I am ?
Believe it no such matter

Face. Yes, and that
You born with a caul on your head.

Dap. Who says so?

Face. Come,
You know it well enough, though you dissemble it.

Dap. I' fac, I do not: you are mistaken.

Face. How !
Swear by your fac? And in a thing so known
Unto the doctor? How shall we, sir, trust you
In the other matter? can we ever think,
When you have won five or six thousand pounds,
You'll send us shares in 't, by this rate?

Dap. By Jove, sir,
I'll win ten thousand pounds, and send you

half. I'fac 's no oath.

Sub. No, no; he did but jest.

Face. Go to. Go thank the doctor: he's your friend, To take it so.

Dap. I thank his worship.

Face. So! Another angel.

Dap. Must I?

Face. Must you! 'Slight,
What else is thanks? Will you be trivial ?— Doctor,

[DAPPER gives him the money. When must he come for his familiar?

Dap. Shall I not have it with me?

Sub. Oh, good sir !
There must be a world of ceremonies pass;
You must be bath'd and fumigated first:
Besides, the Queen of Fairy does not rise
Till it be noon.

Face. Not, if she danced, to-night.
Sub. And she must bless it.

Face. Did you never see
Her royal grace yet?

Dap. Whom?
Face. Your aunt of Fairy?

Sub. Not since she kissed him in the cradle, captain;
I can resolve you that.

Face. Well, see her grace,
Whate'er it cost you, for a thing that I know.
It will be somewhat hard to compass; but
However, see her. You are made, believe it,
If you can see her. Her grace is a lone woman,
And very rich; and if she take a fancy,
She will do strange things. See her at any hand.
Slid, she may hap to leave you all she has :
It is the doctor's fear.

Dap. How will’t be done, then?

Face. Let me alone, take you no thought. Do you
But say to me, Captain, I'll see her grace.

Dap. Captain, I'll see her grace.
Face. Enough.

[Knocking within.
Sub. Who's there?
Anon. Conduct him forth by the back way. [Aside to FACE.
Sir, against one o'clock prepare yourself,
Till when you must be fasting ; only take
Three drops of vinegar in at your nose,
Two at your mouth, and one at either ear;
Then bathe your fingers' end and wash your eyes,
To sharpen your five senses, and cry “hum"
Thrice, and then “

“ buz as often; and then come. [Exit. Face. Can you remember this? Dap. I warrant you.

Face. Well then, away. It is but your bestowing
Some twenty nobles 'mong her grace's servants,
And put on a clean shirt : you do not know
What grace her grace may

you in clean linen.

[Exeunt Face and DAPPER. Sub. [Within.] Come in! Good wives, I pray you forbear

me now; Troth I can do you no good till afternoon.


Re-enters, followed by DRUGGER. What is your name, say you

Abel Drugger?

Drug. Yes, sir.
Sub. A seller of tobacco ?
Drug. Yes, sir.

Sub. Umph!
Free of the grocers?

Drug. Ay, an 't please you.

Sub. Well
Your business, Abel?

Drug. This, an't please your worship;
I am a young beginner, and am building
Of a new shop, an't like your worship, just
At corner of a street: Here is the plot on 't -
And I would know by art, sir, of your worship,


I should make my door, by necromancy,
And where my shelves : and which should be for boxes,
And which for pots. I would be glad to thrive, sir :
And I was wish'd to your worship by a gentleman,
One Captain Face, that says you know men's planets,
And their good angels, and their bad.

Sub. I do,
If I do see them

Re-enter FACE.
Face. What! my honest Abel?
Thou art well met here.

Drug. Troth, sir, I was speaking,
Just as your worship came here, of your worship:
I pray you, speak for me to Master Doctor.

Face. He shall do anything. - Doctor do you hear?
This is my friend, Abel, an honest fellow;
He lets me have good tobacco, and he does not
Sophisticate it with sack-lees or oil,
Nor washes it in muscadel and grains,
Nor buries it in gravel underground,
Wrapp'd up in greasy leather or sour clouts ;
But keeps it in fine lily pots, that, open'd,
Smell like conserve of roses or French beans.
He has his maple block, his silver tongs,
Winchester pipes, and fire of Juniper :
A neat, spruce, honest fellow, and no goldsmith.

Sub. He is a fortunate fellow, that I am sure on.
Face. Already, sir, have you found it? Lo thee, Abel !
Sub. And in right way toward riches
Face. Sir!
Sub. This summer

He will be of the clothing of his company,
And next spring call’d to the scarlet; spend what he can.

Face. What, and so little beard ?

Sub. Sir, you must think
He may have a receipt to make hair come:
But he'll be wise, preserve his youth, and fine fort;
His fortune looks for him another way.

Face. 'Slid, doctor, how canst thou know this so soon?
I am amused at that!

Sub. By a rule, captain,
In metoposcopy, which I do work by ;
A certain star in the forehead, which you see not.
Your chestnut or your olive-colour'd face
Does never fail : and your long ear doth promise.
I knew't by certain spots, too, in his teeth,
And on the nail of his mercurial finger.

Face. Which finger's that?

Sub. His little finger. Look. You were born upon a Wednesday?

Drug. Yes, indeed, sir.

Sub. The thumb, in chiromancy, we give Venus;
The fore-finger to Jove; the midst to Saturn;
The ring to Sol; the least to Mercury,
Who was the lord, sir, of his horoscope,
His house of life being Libra; which foreshowed
He should be a merchant, and should trade with balance.

Face. Why, this is strange! Is it not, honest Nab?

Sub. There is a ship now coming from Ormus
That shall yield him such a commodity
Of drugs. This is the west, and this the south?

[Pointing to the plan.
Drug. Yes, sir.
Sub. And those are your two sides?
Drug. Ay, sir.

Sub. Make me your door, then, south; your broadside, west: And on the east side of your shop, aloft, Write Mathlai, Tarmiel, and Baraborat; Upon the north part, Rael, Velel, Thiel. They are the names of those mercurial spirits That do fright flies from boxes.

Drug. Yes, sir.

Sub. And
Beneath your threshold bury me a loadstone
To draw in gallants that wear spurs : the rest
They'll seem to follow.

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