Sub. I do not hear well. Face. When you went pinned up in the seve ral rags You had raked and picked from dunghills before day; Your feet in mouldy slippers, for your kibes; Face. When all your alchymy, and your alge- Your minerals, vegetables, and animals, Your conjuring, cozening, and your dozen of Could not relieve your corpse with so much linen Sub. Your master's house? Sub. Cow-herd! Dol. We are ruined! lost! Have you no more regard To your reputations? Where's your judgment? 'Slight, Have yet some care of me, of your republic— Face. Away, this brach. I'll bring the rogue within The statute of sorcery, tricesimo tertio Of Harry the eighth; ay, and, perhaps, thy neck Within a noose for laundering gold, and barbing it. Dol. You'll bring your head within a cockscomb, will you? [She catches out FACE's sword, and breaks And you, sir, with your menstrue, gather it up. Face. Where you have studied the more thri- For ne'er a snarling dog-bolt o' you both. ving skill Of bawdry since. Sub. Yes, in your master's house. You and the rats here kept possession. Face. You might talk softlier, rascal. I'll thunder you in pieces: I will teach you Dol. Nay, general, I thought you were civil. loud. Sub. And hang thyself, I care not. And all thy pots and pans, in picture, I will, Dol. Oh, this will o'erthrow all. Face. Write thee up bawd in Paul's, have all Of cozening with a hollow coal, dust, scrapings, Dol. Are you sound? Have you together cozened all this while, selves? You will accuse him! You will bring him in The venture tripartite? All things in common; Face. It is his fault; Sub. Let me not breathe, if I meant ought be- Good faith, sir, I was going away. Dol. I hope we need no spurs, sir. Do we? Dol. Yes, and work close and friendly. Shall grow the stronger for this breach, with me. Dol. Why so, my good baboons! Shall we go make A sort of sober, scurvy, precise, neighbours, A feast of laughter at our follies? No, agree. (My noble sovereign, and worthy general) Sub. Royal Dol! Dap. In truth, I am very sorry, captain. Dap. Aye, I am very glad, I had a scurvy writ or two to make, Of my past-time. Is this the cunning man? Dap. Is he a doctor? I Dap. Not so, good captain. Face. Would I were fairly rid on't, believe This is the gentleman, and he is no Chiause. swer. I would do much, sir, for your love—but this Face. Tut, but do not say so. You deal now with a noble fellow, doctor. Let that, sir, move you. Sub. Pray you, forbear. Four angels here. Sub. You do me wrong, good sir. Face. Doctor, wherein? To tempt you with these spirits? Sub. To tempt my art and love, sir, to my peril. 'Fore Heaven. I scarce can think you are my | But I do think now I shall leave the law, You and your flies together. Dap. Nay, good captain! Face. That know no difference of men. Face. Good deeds, sir, doctor Dogs-meat. Use master doctor with some more respect. Face. Hang him, proud stag, with his broad velvet head! But for your sake, I would choak, ere I would change An article of breath with such a puck-foist- Sub. Pray you, let me speak with you. I e'er embarked myself in such a business, Face. No whispering. He is o' the only best complexion The queen of Fairy loves. Face. What! is he! Sub. Peace! He'll over-hear you. Sir, should she but see him Face. What? Sub. Do not you tell him. Face. Will he win at cards too? Sub. He will, he will. Face. Indeed! a strange success, that some men should be born to! Sub. He hears you, man! Dap. Sir, I'll not be ungrateful. Face. Faith, I have confidence in his good na ture: Sub. 'Fore Heaven, you do not apprehend the You hear, he says he will not be ungrateful. Sub. Why, as you please; my venture follows You were born with a cawl o' your head. Dap. Who says so? Face. Come, You know it well enough, though you dissemble it. | To sharpen your five senses, and cry hum Swear by your fac! and in a thing so known When you have won five or six thousand pound, Dap. By Jove, sir, I'll win ten thousand pound, and send you half. 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. Do you think that will do? No, no; Give him another angel. Dap. Must I? Face. Must you! 'Slight, What else is thanks? Will you be trivial? Doc tor, When must he come for his familiar? Dap. Shall I not ha' it with me? There must a world of ceremonies pass; Face. Not if she danced to-night. 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. 'Slid, she may hap to leave you all she has! Dap. How will't be done, then? Face. Let me alone, take you no thought. Do Thrice, and buz as often; and then come. Dap. I warrant you. Face. Well, then, away. 'Tis but your be stowing Some twenty nobles 'mong her grace's servants, Face. Hum-buz. Enter DRUGGER. Exit. [Exit. Face. What! my honest Abel! Drug Troth, sir, I was speaking, Just as your worship came here, of your wor- I pray you speak for me to master doctor. hear? This is my friend, Abel, an honest fellow : Drug. No, I never sophisticate. Face. He's a neat, spruce, honest fellow, and no goldsmith. Drug. No, I am no goldsmith. E |