If

you can see her. Her grace is a lone woman, And very rich; and if she take a phant'sy,

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?

Face. 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.

Face. Enough.

Sub. Who's there?

[One knocks without.

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Anon. Conduct him forth by the back way.

Sir, against one o'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 bathe your fingers' ends, and wash your eyes,
To sharpen your five senses, and cry hum
Thrice, and buz as often; and then come.
Face. Can you remember this?

Dap. I warrant you.

Face. 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

Dap. Hum-buz.

Face. Hum-buz.

Sub. Come in.

Enter DRUGGER.

[Within.] I will see the doclor

in clean linen.

[Exit.

[Exit

Sub. Good wives, I pray you forbear me now: Troth, I can do you no good till afternoon.

What is your name, say you? Abel Drugger! 180 Drug. Yes, sir.

Sub. A seller of tobacco?

Drug. Yes, sir.

Sub. Umh.

Free of the grocers?

Drug. Yes, I'm free of the grocers.

Sub. Well

Your business, Abel?

Drug. 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 is the plot on't); And I would know, by art, sir, of your worship, Which way I should make my door, by necromancy, And where my shelves; and which should be for boxes, And which for pots. I would be glad to thrive, sir. And I was wish'd to your worship by a gentleman, One captain Face, that says you know men's planets, And their good angels, and their bad.

Sub. I do,

If I do see them.

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Enter FACE.

Face. What! my honest Abel?

Thou art well met here.

Drug. Troth, sir, I was speaking

Just as your worship came here, of your worship.

I

pray you speak for me to master doctor.

Face. He shall do any thing. Doctor, do you hear? This is my friend, Abel, an honest fellow:

He lets me have good tobacco, and he

Does not sophisticate it.

Drug. No, I never sophisticate it.

Face. Nor wrap it up in piss'd clouts.

Drug. Oh, fye for shame, captain.

Face. He's a neat, spruce, honest fellow, and no goldsmith.

Drug. No, I am no goldsmith.

Sub. He's a fortunate fellow, that I am sure onFace. Already, sir, ha' you found it! Lo'thee, Abel! Sub. And in right way towards riches

Face. Sir?

Sub. This summer

He will be of the clothing of his company,

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And next spring call'd to the scarlet, spend what he can. Face. What, and so little beard?

Sub. You must think,

He may have a receipt to make hair come :

But he'll be wise, preserve his youth, and fine for't; His fortune looks for him another way.

Face. 'Slid, doctor, how canst thou know this so soon? I am amaz'd at that!

Sub. By a rule, captain,

In metaposcopy, which I do work by;

A certain star i' the forehead, which you see not.
Your chesnut, or your olive-colour'd face,

Does never fail and your long ear doth promise,

D

I knew't, by certain spots too, in his teeth,

And on the nail of his mercurial finger.

Face. Which finger's that?

Sub. His little finger. Look

You were born upon a Wednesday?

Drug. "Yes, indeed, sir," and SO I was.

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Sub. The thumb in Chiromancy, we give Venus; The fore-finger, to Jove; the midst, to Saturn; The ring, to Sol; the least, to Mercury, Who was the lord, sir, of his Horoscope,

His House of Life being Libra; which foreshew'd He should be a merchant, and should trade with

balance.

Face. Why this is strange? Is't not, honest Nab? Drug. Yes, very strange.

Sub. There is a ship now, coming from Ormus, That shall yield him such a commodity

This is the west, and this is the south.

Drug. Yes, sir.

Sub. And those are your two sides ?

Drug. Ay, sir.

Sub. Make me your door then south; your broadside, west :

And, on the east-side of your shop, aloft,
Write Mathlai, Tarmael, and Baraborat :
Upon the north-part, Rael, Velel, Thiel.
They are the name of those mercurial spirits,
That do fright flies from boxes.

Drug. Yes, sir.

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Sub. And

Beneath your threshold, bury me a loadstone

To draw in gallants, that wear spurs; the rest
They'll seem to follow.

Face. That's a secret, Nab.

Sub. And, on your stall, a puppet, with a vice,
And a court-fucus to call city-dames.

You shall deal much with minerals,
Drug. Sir, I have

At home already.

Sub. Ay, I know, you have, Arsnike,
Vitriol, Salt-tartre, Argale, Alkaly,
Cinoper: I know all. This fellow, captain,
Will come, in time, to be a great distiller,
And give a say (I will not say directly,
But very fair) at the Philosopher's Stone.
Face. Why, how now, Abel! is this true?
Drug. Good captain,

What must I give?

Face. Nay, I'll not counsel thee.

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Thou hear'st what wealth (he says spend what thou

canst)

Th'art like to come to.

Drug. I would give him a crown.

Face. A crown! and towards such a fortune?

Heart,

Thou shalt rather gi' him thy shop. No gold about

thee?

Drug. Yes, I have a Portague, I have kept this

half year,