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Subtle, Face, Dapper, Dol.
Sub. Then, to her cuz,
[They blind him with a rag.
Fac. She need not doubt him, fir. Alas, he has nothing,
To pinch you,
She cannot bid that thing, but he'll obey.
(He throws away, as they bid him.
Fac. Keep nothing that is transitory about you.
tell not truth. Advise you.
[Dol enters with a cittern ; they pinch bim, Dap. "O, I have a paper with a spur-ryal in't.
Fac. Ti, ci.
Sub. Ti, ti, ti, ti, he has more yet.
Sub. Titi, titi, titi, titi, titi.
Dap. O, o.
Fac. Nay, pray you hold. He is her grace's nephew.
Dap. By this good light, I ha' nothing.
ti, to, ca. He does equivocate, she says. Ti, ti do ti, ti ti do, ti da; and swears by the light
[when he is blinded. Dap. By this good dark, I ha' nothing but a half
" Dap. O, I have a paper with a SPUR-RYAL in 't.) A Spurs al was a gold coin ; and in the third of James I. it passed for Efteen Shillings. They were first coined in Edward the IVth's time. Vol. III. r
Of gold about my wrist, that my love gave me ";
Fac. I thought 'twas something. And would you in : Your aunt's displeasure for these trifles ? Come, [cur I had rather you had thrown away twenty half-crowns. You may wear your leaden heart still. How now?
Sub. What news, Dol ?
Fac. Gods lid, we never thought of him till now. Where is he?
Dol. Here hard by. H'is at the door.
Sub. And you are not ready now? Dol, get his suit. He must not be sent back.
Fac. O by no means.
Sub. Why, lay him back awhile,
(grace speak with me? I come. Help, Dol. Fac. Who's there? Sir Epicure,
(He speaks through the key-bole, the other knocking.
Sub. Her grace
Dap. I long to see her grace.
Sub. She now is set
-I ha' nothing but a half-crown
Of gold.] Crowns in filver were not coined till Henry VIIIth's cime, nor common till the reign of Edward VI.
Yet if you could hold out till she saw you (she says) It would be better for you.
Fac. Sir, he shall Hold out, an 'twere this two hours, for her highness; I can assure you that.
that. We will not lose All we ha' done
Sub. He must not see, nor speak To any body, till then.
Fac. For that we'll put, sir, A stay in's mouth.
Sub. Of what?
Fac. Of gingerbread.
Sub. Where shall we now
Dol. I'the privy.
Sub. Come along, sir,
Fac. Are they perfum'd, and his bath ready?
Fac. Sir Epicure, I am yours, sir, by and by.
A CT IV. SCE N E I.
Face, Mammon, Dol.
Mam. Where's master ?
Mam. Into gold ?
Mam. Silver I care not for.
Fac. At hand here. I ha' told her such brave things Touching your bounty, and your noble spirit- [o'you,
Mam. Hast thou ?
you. But, good sir, no divinity i' your conference, For fear of putting her in rage
Mam. I warrant thee.
Fac. Six men will not hold her down. And then If the old man should hear or see you
Mam. Fear not.
Fac.The very house, fir, would run mad. You know it, How scrupulous he is, and violent, 'Gainst the least act of fin. Physick, or mathematicks, Poetry, state, or bawd’ry, (as I told you) She will endure, and never startle : but No word of controversy.
Mam. I am schoold, good Ulen.
Fac. And you must praise her house, remember that, And her nobility.
Mam. Let me alone :
Fac. Why, this is yet
Mam. Now, Epicure,