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And, master justice, since you love choice dishes, Or, by my hopes to see thee honourable,
And plenty of them-

I will adopt a stranger to my heir,
Greedy. As I do, indeed, sir,

And throw thee from my care; do not provoke Almost as much as to give thanks for them

Over. I do confer that province, with my power Marg. I will not, sir; mould me which way Of absolute command to have abundance,

you please. To your best care. Greedy. I'll punctually discharge it,

Enter GREEDY. And give the best direction.-[OVERREACH re- Oder. How, interrupted ? tires.]-Now am I,

Greedy. 'Tis matter of importance. In mine own conceit, a monarch; at the least The cook, sir, is self-willed, and will not learn Arch-president of the boiled, the roast, the baked; From my experience. There's a fawn brought I would not change my empire for the great in, sir, Mogul's.

And for my life, I cannot make him roast it I will eat often, and give thanks,

With a Norfolk dumpling in the belly of it: When my belly's braced up like a drum, and that's And, sir, we wise men know, without the dumppure justice.

[Erit. ling Over. It must be so. Should the foolish girl | Tis not worth three pence. prove modest,

Over. Would it were whole in thy belly, She may spoil all; she had it not from me, To stuff it out! cook it any way; prithee, leave But from her mother: I was ever forward, As she must be, and therefore I'll prepare her.

Greedy. Without order for the dumpling?

Oder. Let it be dumpled
Enter MARGARET and MARRALL.

Which way thou wilt; or, tell him, I will scald Alone, and let your women wait without, Mar

him garet.

[Exit MaRRALL. In his own cauldron. Marg. Your pleasure, sir?

Greedy. I had lost my stomach, Over. Ha, this is a neat dressing !

Had I lost my mistress's dumpling; I'll give ye These orient pearls, and diamonds well placed, thanks for't.

[Erit. too!

Oder. But to our business, Meg; you have The gown affects me not; it should have been

heard who dines here? Embroidered o'er and o'er with flowers of gold; Marg. I have, sir. But these rich jewels and quaint fashion help it.

Over. 'Tis an honourable man. How like you your new woman, the lady Down- A lord, Meg, and commands a regiment fallen?

Of soldiers; and, what's rare, is one himself; Marg. Well, for a companion :

A bold and understanding one; and to be Not as a servant.

A lord, and a good leader, in one volume, Over. Is she humble, Meg,

Is granted unto few, but such as rise up,
And careful, too? her ladyship forgotten?

The kingdom's glory.
Marg. I pity her fortune.
Over. Pity her, trample on her.

Enter GREEDY.
I took her up in an old tattered gown,

Greedy. I'll resign my office,
E'en starved for want of food, to serve thee; If I be not better obeyed.
And, if I understand she but repines

Over. 'Slight, art thou frantic ?
To do thee any duty, though ne'er so servile, Greedy. Frantic! 'twould make me frantic,
I'll pack her to her knight, where I have lodged and stark mad,
him,

Were I not a justice of peace and quorum, too, Into the counter; and there let them howl toge- Which this rebellious cook cares not a straw for; ther,

There are a dozen of woodcocks,
Marg. You know your own ways : but, for me, For which he has found out
I blush

A new device for sauce, and will not dish them
When I command her, that was once attended With toast and butter.
With persons not inferior to myself

Over. Cook, rogue, obey him. In birth.

I have given the word; pray you, now, remove Over. In birth! Why, art thou not my daugh- yourself ter,

To a collar of brawn, and trouble me no farther. The blest child of my industry and wealth? Greedy. I will, and meditate what to eat for Why, foolish girl, was't not to make thee great,

dinner.

[Exit GREEDY. That I have run, and still pursue those ways, Over. And, as I said, Meg, when this gull disThat hale down curses on me, which I mind not?

turbed us, Part with these humble thoughts, and apt thyself | This honourable lord, this colonel, To the noble state I labour to advance thee; I would have thy husband.

my

Marg. There's too much disparity

Over. In, without reply,
Between his quality and mine to hope it. And do as I command, or thou art lost.
Over. I more than hope it, and doubt not to

(Erit Marg. effect it,

Is the loud music I gave order for,
Be thou no enemy to thyself; my wealth Ready to receive him?
Shall weigh his titles down, and make you equals. Mar. 'Tis, sir.
Now for the means to assure him thine, observe Over. Let them sound
me;

A princely welcome (Erit MarraLL.) Remember he's a courtier and a soldier,

Roughness awhile leave me; And not to be trified with; and therefore, when For fawning, now, a stranger to my nature, He comes to woo you, see you do not coy it.

Must make way for me.

[Loud music. This mincing modesty hath spoiled many a match

Enter LoveLL, ALLWORTH, and MARRALL. By a first refusal, in vain after hoped for.

Lov. Sir, you meet your trouble. Marg. You'll have me, sir, preserve the dis- Over What you are pleased to style so, is an tance that

honour Confines a virgin?

Above worth and fortunes.
Over. Virgin me no virgins.

Allw. Strange! so humble !
I will have you lose that name, or you lose me;
I will have you private; start not, I say private ;

Enter GREEDY.
If you are my true daughter, not a bastard, Over. A justice of peace, my lord.
Thou wilt venture alone with one man, though

[Presenis GREEDY to him. he came

Lov. Your hand, good sir. Like Jupiter to Semele, and come off too.

Greedy. This is a lord; and some think this a Marg. I have heard this is the wanton's favour; fashion, sir,

But I had rather have my hand in my dumpling. Which I must never learn.

Aside. Oder. Learn any thing,

Over. Room for my lord.
And from any creature, to make thee great; Lov. I miss, sir, your fair daughter
From the devil himself.

To crown my welcome.
Stand not on for form:

Over. May it please my lord Words are no substances.

To taste a glass of Greek wine first; and sudMarg. Though you can dispense

denly With your honour, I must guard my own.

She shall attend, my lord. This is not the way to make me his wife.

Loo. You'll be obeyed, sir. My maiden honour yielded up so soon,

[Ereunt omnes, præter Over. Nay, prostituted, cannot but assure him,

Over. 'Tis to my wish; as soon as come, ask I, thai am light to him, will not hold weight

for her!
When tempted by others : so, in judgment, Why Meg! Meg Overreach!
When to his will'I have given up iny honour,

Enter MARGARET.
He must and will forsake me.
Over. How! forsake thee?

How! tears in your eyes ?
Do I wear a sword for fashion? or is this arm Hah! dry them quickly, or I'll dig them out.
Shrunk up, or withered ? does there live a man Is this a tiine to whimper? Meet that great-
Of that large list I have encountered with,
Can truly say I e'er gave inch of ground, That flies into thy bosom; think what 'tis
Not purchased with his blood, that did oppose for me to say, my honourable daughter ::
ine?

No more, but be instructed, or expect Forsake thee when the thing is done! he dares He comes.

not. Give me but proof he has enjoyed thy person,

Enter LoVELL, GREEDY, MARRALL, and AllThough all his captains, echoes to his will, Stood ariped by his side to justify his wrong, A black-browed girl, my lord. And he himself in the head of his bold troop, Lov. As I live, a rare one! Spite of his lordship, I will make him render Allw. He's took aiready: I am lost. A bloody and a strict account, and force him, Over. That kiss By marrying thee, to cure thy wounded honour. Came twanging off, I like it; quit the room. I have said it.

(Ereunt ALLWORTH, MARRALL, and GREEDY.]

A little bashful, my good lord; but you,
Enter MARRALL.

I hope, will teach her boldness.
Mar. Sir, the man of honour's come,

Loo. I am happy Newly alighted.

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Over. I am past learning,

Marg. I am bound to that.
And therefore leave you to yourselves; remem- Lov. Now break off our conference. Sir Giles !

ber- (To his daughter. Erit OVERREach. Where is sir Giles ? Lov. You see, fair lady, your father is solici

Enter OVERREACH, GREEDY, ALLWORTI, and

MARRALL.
To have you change the barren name of virgin
Into a hopeful wife.

Over. My noble lord ! and how
Murg. His haste, my lord,

Does your lordship find her? Hoids no power o'er my will.

Lov. Apt, sir Giles, and coming,
Lov. But o'er your duty-

And I like her the better.
Marg. Which, forced too much, may break. Over. So do I, too.
Lov. Bend, rather, sweetest :

Loo. Yet, should we take forts at the first as-
Think of your years.

sault, Mary. Too few to match with yours :

'Twere poor in the defendant. I must confirm And choicest fruits, too soon plucked, rot and her wither.

With a love-letter or two, which I must have · Lov. Do you think I am old ?

Delivered by my page, and you give way to it. Murg. I am sure I am too young:

Over. With all my soul. A towardly gentleLov. I can advance you.

man! Marg To a hill of sorrow;

Your hand, good Mr Allworth; know, my house Where every hour I may expect to fall,

Is ever open to you. But never hope firm footing. You are noble ;

Allu. 'Twas still shut till now, (Aside. I of low descent, however rich.

Over. Well done, well done, my honourable O my good lord, I could say more, but that

daughter! I dare not trust these wails.

Thou art so already: know this gentle youth, Lov. Pray you, trust my ear then.

And cherish bim, my honourable daughter.

Niarg. I shall, with my best care.
Enter OVERREACH listening.

[Noise of a coach.
Over. Close at it! whispering! this is excel- Over. What noise?
lent !

Greedy. More stops
And, by their postures, a consent on both parts. Before we go to dinner! O my guts!
Enter GREEDY.

Enter Lady and WELLBORN.
Greedy. Sir Giles ! Sir Giles !

Lady. If I find welcome,
Over. The great fiend stop that clapper! You share in it; if not, I'll back again,
Greedy. It must ring out, sir, when my belly Now I know your ends; for I come armed for all
rings poon.

Can be objected.
The baked meats are ran out, the roast turned Lov. How! the lady Allworth?
powder.

Over. And thus attended ! Over. Stop your insatiate jaws, or

Mar. No, I am a dolt; I shall powder you.

The spirit of lies had entered me. Greedy. Beat me to dust, I care not ;

(Lovell salutes the Lady, who salutes MarIn such a cause as this, I'll die a martyr. Over. Disturb my lord, when he is in dis- Over. Peace, patch! course?

'Tis more than wonder, an astonishment Greedy. Is it a time to talk,

That does possess me wholly. When we should be munching?

Lov. Noble lady, Over. Peace, villain ! peace! shall we break a This is a favour to prevent my visit, bargain

The service of my lite can never equal. Almost made up? Vanish, I say.

Ludy. Niy lord, I laid wait for you, and
[Thrusts GREEDY off much hoped
Lov. Lady, I understand you :

You would have made my poor house your first
And rest most happy in your choice. Believe it, ion :
I'll be a careful pilot to direct

And, tberefore, doubting that you might forget me,
Your vet uncertain bark to a port of safety. Or too long dwell bere, having such ample cause,
Murg. So shall your honour save two lives, in this nequalled beauty, for your stay;
and bind us

And fearing to trust any but myself
Your slaves for ever.

With the relation of my service to you, Lov. I am in the act rewarded,

I borroved so much from my long restraint, Since it is good; bowe'er you must put on

And took the air in person to invite you. An amorous carriage towards me, tu delude

Loo. Your bounties are so great, they rob mę, Your subtle tather.

madam,

GARET

with you,

Of words to give you thanks.

Mar. In troth, I must: my master, Lady. Good sir Giles Overreach!

Knowing you are his good friend, makes bold

[Salutes him. How dust thou, Marrall? Liked you my meat so ill, And does intreat you, more guests being come in You'll dine no more with me?

Than he expected, especially his nephew, Greedy. I will when you please,

The table being too full, you would excuse him, And it like your ladyship.

And sup with him on the cold meat. Lady. When you please, Mr Greedy;

Greedy. How! no dinner If meat can do it, you shall be satisfied:

After all my care ? And now, my lord, pray take into your know- Mar. 'Tis but a penance for ledge

A meal; besides, you have broke your fast. This gentleman; howe'er his outside's coarse, Greedy. That was

[Presents Wellborn. But a bit to stay my stomach. A man in comHis inward linings are as tine and fair

mission
As any man's. Wonder not I speak at large : Give place to a tatterdemallion !
And howsoe'er his humour carries him

Mar. No big words, sir ;
To be thus accoutred; or what taint sve'er Should his worship hear you,
For his wild life have struck upon bis fame; Greedy. Lose my dumpling too?
He may, ere long, with boldness, rank himself And buttered toasts and woodcocks?
With son'e that have condemned him. Sir Giles Mar. Cume, have patience;
Overreach,

If you will dispense a little with your justiceship, If I am welcome, bid him so.

And sit with the waiting-women, you'll have Over. My nephew!

dumpling, He hath been too long a stranger : 'faith you Woodcock, and buttered toasts, too. hare.

Greedy. This revives me : Pray, let it be mended.

I will gorge there sufficiently. (LOVELL conferring with WELLBORN.

Mar. This is the way, sir.

Ereunt. Mar. Why, sir, what do you mean? This is rogue Wellborn, monster, prodigy,

Enter OVER REACH, us from dinner. That should hang, or drown himself, no man of Over. She's caught! 0 woman! she neglects

worship, Much less your nephew.

And all her compliments apply to Wellborn! Oter. Well, sirrah, we shall reckon

The garments of her widowhood laid by, For this hereafter.

She now appears as glorious as the spring. Mar. I'll not lose my jeer,

Her eyes fixed on him; in the wine she drinks, Though I be beaten dead for it.

Ile being her pledge, she sends him burning Well. Let my silence plead

kisses, In my excuse, my lord, till better leisure And sits on thorns till she be private with him. Offer itself to hear a full relation

She leaves my meat to feed upon his looks; Of my poor fortnnes.

And, if in our discourse he be but named, Loc. I would hear and help them.

From her a deep sigh follows. But why grieve I

[Bell rings. At this? It makes for me; if she prove his, Oter. Your dinner waits you.

All that is hers is mine, as I will work him. Lor. Pray you lead, we follow.

Enter MARRALL. Lady. Nay, you are my guest; come, dear Mr

Well-born. [ Freunt. Manet GREEDY. Mar. Sir, the whole board is troubled at your Greedy. Dear Mr Wellborn! so she said ; rising. Ileaven! Heaven!

Over. No matter, I'll excuse it; prithee, MarIf my belly would give me leave, I could rumi

rall,
nate

Watch an occasion to invite my nephew
All day on this : I have granted warrants To speak with me in private.
To have bim committed, from all prisons in the

Mar. Who? the rogue,
shire,

The lady scorned to look on? To Nottingham jail ! and now, dear Mr Well

Over. You are a wag. born!

Enter Lady and WELLBORN. And my good nephew! But I play the fvol To stand here prating, and forget my dinner. Mar. See, sir, she comes, and cannot be with

out him. Enter MARRALL.

Lady. With your favour, sir,
Are they set, Marrall?

I shall make bold to walk a turn or two
Mar. Long since; pray, you a word, sir. In your rare garden,
Greedy. No wording now.

Over. There's another arbour, too,

my lord,

men

If your ladyship please to use it.

Well. So I do, sir; Lady. Come, Mr Wellborn.

Tis strange to me. (E.rit Lady and WELLBORN. Over. But I'll make it no wonder; Over. Grosser and grosser ! My good lord, And, what is more, unfold my nature to you. Excuse my manners.

We worldly men, when we see friends and kinsEnter Lovell, MargareT and ALLWORTH.

Past hope, sunk in their fortunes, lend no hand Lov. There needs none, Sir Giles;

To lift them up, but rather set our feet I may, ere long, say father, when it please Upon their heads, to press them to the bottom; My dearest mistress to give warrant to it. As, I must yield, with you I practised it: Over. She shall seal to it, my lord, and inake But now I see you in a way to rise, me happy.

I can and will assist you. This rich lady Marg. My lady is returned.

(And I am glad of it) is enamoured of you.

Well. No such thing :
Enter WELLBORN and LADY.

Compassion rather, sir.
Lady. Provide my coach,

Over. Well, in a word, I'll instantly away: my thanks, sir Giles, Because your stay is short, I'll have you seen For my entertainment.

No more in this base shape; nor shall she say, Over. 'Tis your nobleness

She married you like a beggar, or in debt. To think it such.

Well. He'll run into the noose, and save my Lady. I must do you a farther wrong,

Jabour.

[Aside. In taking away your honourable guest.

Over. You have a trunk of rich clothes, not far Loo. I wait on you, madam : fare vell, good hence, sir Giles.

In pawn; I will redeem them : and, that no claLady. Nay, come, Mr Wellborn, I must not leave you behind, in sooth, I must not. May taint your credit for your debts, Over. Rob mne not, madam, of all joys at You shall have a thousand pounds to cut them off,

And go a freeman to the wealthy lady. Let my nephew stay behind; he shall have my Well. This done, sir, out of love, and no ends coach,

elseAnd, after some small conference betwcen us, Over. As it is, nephew. Soon overtake your ladyship.

Well. Binds me still your servant. Lady. Stay not long, sir.

Over. No compliments: you are staid for:Lov. This parting kiss. You shall every day ere you've supped, hear from me,

You shall bear from me. My coach, knaves, for By my faithful page.

[To MARGARET.

my nephew! Allw. 'Tis a service I am proud of.

To-morrow I will visit you. [Exeunt Lovell, LADY, ALLWORTH, and Well. Here's an uncle MARRALL.

In a man's extremes ! how much do they belie Over. Daughter, to your chamber.

you,

[Exit MARGARET. That say you are hard-hearted ! You may wonder, nephew,

Over. My deeds, nephew, After so long an enmity between us,

Shall speak my love; what men report, I weigh I shall desire your friendship.

[Ereunt.

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ACT IV.

SCENE I.-A chamber in Lady Allworth's Of joy, for your much goodness, can supply house.

My tongue's defects, I could

Lov. Nay, do not melt :
LOVELL and ALLWORTH discovered.

This ceremonial of thanks to me is superfluous. Lov. 'Tis well. Give me my hat: I now dis Over. [Within.] Is my lord stirring? charge you

Lov. 'T'is he! Oh, here's your letter! let him From farther service. Mind your own affairs;

in, I hope they will prove successful. Allwo. What is blest

Enter OVERREACH, GREEDY, and MARRALL. With your good wish, my lord, cannot but pros- Over. A good day to my lord, per.

Lov. You are an early riser, Let after-times report, and to your honour, Sir Giles. How much I stand engaged; for I want language Over. And reason, to attend your lordship. To speak my debt : yet if a tear or two

Lov. And you too, Mr Greedy, up so soon?

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