Face. Good deeds, sir, doctor Dogs-meat. Dap. Nay, dear captain, Use master doctor with some more respect. Face. Hang him, proud stag, with his broad velvet head. But for your sake, I'd choak, ere I would change Come, let's be gone. Sub. Pray you, let me speak with you. I e'er embark'd myself in such a business. Sub. First hear me Face. Not a syllable, 'less you take. Sub. Pray ye, sir— Face. Upon no terms, but an assumpsit. Sub. Your humour must be law. Face. Why now, sir, talk. [He takes money. Now I dare hear you with mine honour. Speak. 320 So may this gentleman too. Sub. Why, sir Face. No whispering. Sub. 'Fore Heaven, you do not apprehend the loss You do yourself in this. Face. Wherein? For what? Sub. Marry, to be so importunate for one, That, when he has it, will undo you all! "Face. 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. “Face. 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. "Face. 'Slight, that's a new business! "I understood you, a tame bird, to fly "Twice in a term, or so, on Friday nights, Dap. Ay, 'tis true, sir; "But I do think now I shall leave the law, "And therefore "Face. Why, this changes quite the case! "Do you think that I dare move him? Dap. If you please, sir; "All's one to him, I see. "Face. What! for that money? "I cannot with my conscience: nor should you "Make the request, methinks. "Face. Why then, sir, 341 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, "This is a gaming month, conceive me. "Face. Indeed! "Sub. He'll draw you all the treasure of the realm, "If it be set him." Face. Speak you this from art? Sub. Ay, sir, and reason too, the ground of art. 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, "The spirits of dead Holland, living Isaac, "You'd swear, were in him; such a vigorous luck "As cannot be resisted. 'Slight, he'll put "Six o' your gallants to a cloak indeed." 380 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 nature: You hear, he says he will not be ungrateful. Sub. Why, as you please; my venture follows yours. Face. Troth, do it, doctor; think him trusty, and make him. 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. Face. And you shall, sir. You have heard all? Dap. No, what was't? Nothing, I, sir. Face. Nothing? Dap. A little, sir. Face. Well, a rare star Reign'd at your birth. Dap. At mine, sir! No. Face. The doctor Swears that you are―――― [Face takes him aside. Sub. Nay, captain, you'll tell all now. Face. Allied to the queen of Fairy. Dap. Who! that I am? Believe it, no such matter. Face. Yes, and that You were born with a cawl o' your head. 400 Dap. Who says so? Face. Come, You know it well enough, tho' you dissemble it. Dap. I-fac, I do not; you are mistaken. Face. How! 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. I-fac's no oath. Sub. No, no, he did but jest. 420 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? Doctor, When must he come for his familiar? Dap. Shall I not ha' it with me? Sub. Oh, good sir! There must be a world of ceremonies pass; You must be bath'd and fumigated first; Besides, the queen of Fairy does not rise Face. Not if she danc'd to-night. Sub. And she must bless it. Face. Did you never see Her royal grace yet? Dap. Whom? Face. Your aunt of Fairy. 449 Sub. Not since she kiss'd 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. |