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Now I dare hear you with mine honour. Speak,
So may this gentleman too.

Sub. Why, fir-
Fac. No whispering

Sub. 'Fore heav'n, you do not apprehend the loss You do your self in this.

Fac: Wherein ? for what?

Sub. Marry, to be so importunate for one, That, when he has it, will undo you all : He'll win up all the money i' the town.

Fac. How !

Sub. Yes, and blow up gamester after gamester,
As they do crackers in a puppet play.
If I do give him a familiar,
Give you him all you play for ; never set him :
For he will have it.

Fac. You are mistaken, doctor:
Why, he does ask one but for cups and horses,
A rifling fly; none o'your great familiars.

Dap. Yes, captain, I would have it for all games.
Sub. I told you so.

Fac. 'Slight, that's a new business!
I understood you, a tame bird, to fly
Twice in a term, or so, on Friday nights,
When you had left the office, for a nag
Of forty or fifty shillings,

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

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

Dap. If you please, fir;
All's one to him, I fee.

Fac. What! for that money ?
I cannot with my conscience : nor should you
Make the request, methinks.
Dap. No, sir, I mean

To

To add consideration.

Fac. Why then, lir,
I'll try. Say that it were for all games, doctor ?

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

Fac. Indeed !

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

Fac. Speak you this from art ?

Sub. I, sir, and reason too, the ground of art.
H’is o the only best complexion,
The queen of Fairy loves.

.
Fac. What! is he!

Sub. Peace.
He'll over-hear you. Sir, should she but see him

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

Sub. The spirits of dead Holland, living Ifaac '4,
You'ld swear, were in him ; such a vigorous luck
As cannot be resisted. Slight, he'll put
Six o' your gallants to a cloke, indeed.

Fac. A strange success, that some man shall be born to!
Sub. He hears you, man-
Dap. Sir, I'll not be ingrateful.

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

Sub, Why as you please ; my venture follows yours. Fac. Troth, do it, doctor ; think him trusty, and

make him. 14 Sub. The spirits of dead HOLLAND, living Isaac,

You'ld swear, were in him.] The context leads us to imagine these were lucky gameflers, and persons well known at ordinaries, and places of the like resort; though 'tis possible the poet may allude to the two famous chemists Ijaac, and John Ifaac Hollandus, who flourished about this time, and wrote several treatises on Alchemy.

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He may make us both happy in an hour ;
Win some five thousand pound, and send us two on't.

Dap. Believe it, and I will, sir.

Fac. And you shall, sir.
You have heard all?

Dap. No, what was't? Nothing, I sir.
Fac. Nothing?

[Face takes him aside. Dap. A little, sir.

Fac. Well, a rare star Reign'd at your birth.

Dap. At mine, sir? No.

Fac. The doctor
Swears that you are-

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

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

Fac. Yes, and that
Yo' were born with a cawl o'

your

head. Dap. Who says so ?

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

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

Fac. How !
Swear by your fac? and in a thing so known
Unto the doctor? how shall we, sir, trust you
l' the other matter? can we ever think,
When you have won five or fix thousand pound,
You'll send us shares in't, by this rate ?

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

half. 1-fac's no oath.

Sub: No, no, he did but jest.

Fac. Go to. Go thank the doctor. He's your friend, To take it fo.

Dap. I thank his worship.
Fac. So:

Another

Another angel.

Dap. Muit I?

Fac. Must you? 'Night,
What else is thanks ? will you be trivial ? doctor,
When must he come for his familiar?

Dap. Shall I not ha' it with me?

Sub. O, good sir !
There must 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.

Fac. Not, if she danc'd, to-night.
Sub. And she must bless it.

Fac. Did you never see
Her royal grace yet?

Dep. Whom?
Fac. Your aunt of Fairy's ?

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

Fac. 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 phant'sie,
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 ?

Fać. 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.
Fac. Enough

Did

you never see Her royal grace yet? Dap. Whom? your aunt of Fuiry ] Here is a miitake in the last speech ; your aunt of Fairy belongs to Face, and is the proper reply to Dapper's queftion. The persons are so ordered in the folio of 1616.

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Sub.

15

Sub. Who's there?

[One knocks without.
Anon. (Conduct him forth by the back way.)
Sir, against one a 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 bath your fingers ends, and wash your eyes,
To sharpen your five senses, and cry hum
Thrice, and then buz as often ; and then come.

Fac. Can you remember this?
Dap. I warrant you.

Fac. Well then, away. 'Tis 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

do

you in clean linen.

SCENE III.

Subtle, Drugger, Face.
Sub. Come in : (good wives, I pray you

forbear me Troth I can do you no good till after-noon)

snow: What is your name, say you? Abel Drugger?

Dru. Yes, sir.
Sub. A feller of tobacco ?
Dru. Yes, sir.

Sub. Umh.
Free of the grocers

?
Dru. I, an't please you.

Sub. Well
Your business, Abel ?

Dru. 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's the plot on't)
And I would know by art, sir, of your worship,

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