You must be then kept up close, and well watch'd! The dangers are too many. I am resolv'd for that. Cash. Sir, Snare, your scrivener, will be there with the bonds. Kite. That's true! fool on me! I had clean forgot it! I must go. What's o'clock ? Cash. Exchange time, sir. Kite. 'Heart, then will Well-bred presently be here too, With one or other of his loose consorts. I am a knave, if I know what to say, He knows not to deceive me. Cash. Sir. Thomas I Kite. Yet now, I have bethought too, I will notThomas, is Cob within ? Cash. I think he be, sir. Kite. But he'll prate too, there's no speech of him. F No, there were no man o' the earth to Thomas, then Well, come what will, I'll tempt my fortune once. Cash. Sir, if a servant's Duty, with faith, may be call'd love, you are Kite. I thank you heartily, Thomas; gi' me your hand. With all my heart, good Thomas. I have, Thomas, When once you have it, I must seal your lips up. Cash. Sir, for that— Kite. Nay, hear me out. Think, I esteem you, Thomas, When I will let you in, thus to my private. It is a thing sits nearer to my crest, Than thou art aware of, Thomas. If thou should'st Reveal it, but Cash. How! I reveal it! Kite. Nay, I do not think thou would'st; but if thou should'st, 'Twere a great weakness. Cash. A great treachery. Give it no other name. Kite. Thou wilt not do't then? Cash. Sir, if I do, mankind disclaim me ever. Well, Thomas, thou hast sworn not to disclose; Cash. Not yet, sir, but I will, Please you Kite. No, Thomas, I dare take thy word, Cash. By my soul's safety then, sir, I protest My tongue shall ne'er take knowledge of a word, Deliver'd me in nature of your trust. Kite. It's too much, these ceremonies need not; I know thy faith to be as firm as rock. Thomas, come hither, near; we cannot be Too private in this business. So it is. (Now he has sworn, I dare the safelier venture) I have of late, by divers observationsBut whether his oath can bind him, there it is. I will bethink me ere I do proceed. Thomas, it will be now too long to stay, I'll spy some fitter time soon, or to-morrow. Kite. I will think. Give me my cloak. And, Thomas, I pray you search the books 'gainst my return, Cash. I will, sir. Kite. And, hear you, if your mistress's brother, Well-bred, Chance to bring hither any gentlemen, Ere I come back, let one straight bring me word. Kite. To the Exchange; do you hear? Or here in Coleman-Street, to Justice Clement's. Cash. I will not, sir. Kite. I pray you have a care on't. Or whether he come or no, if any other Cash. I shall not, sir. Kite. Be't your special business Now to remember it. Cash. Sir, I warrant you. Kite. But, Thomas, this is not the secret, Thomas, I told you of. Cash. No, sir, I do suppose it. Kite. Believe me, it is not. Cash. Sir, I do believe you. Kite. By Heaven! it is not; that's enough. But, Thomas, I would not you should utter it, do you see, Well, I must hence. Thomas, conceive thus much; It was a trial of you, when I meant So deep a secret to you: I mean not this, But that I have to tell you. This is nothing, this. [Exit. Cash. Lock'd up in silence, midnight, buried here. Whence should this flood of passion, trow, take head? ha! Best dream no longer of this running humour, That I can feel no ground at all! But soft, [Exit. Enter WELL-BRED, EDW. KNO'WELL, BRAINWORM, BOBADIL, STEPHEN. Well. Beshrew me, but it was an absolute good jest, and exceedingly well carried. E. Kno. Ay, and our ignorance maintained it as well, did it not? Well. Yes, faith but was't possible thou should'st not know him? I forgive Mr. Stephen, for he is stupidity itself. E. Kno. 'Fore heav'n, not I. "He had so written himself into the habit of one of your poor infantry, |