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Sub. Y'are tyrannous still.
Enter Dor. How now, Dol? Hast told her. The Spanish count will come?
Dol. Yes; but another is come You little look'd for.
Face. Who's that?
Dol. Your master;
Sub. How, Dol !
Face. She lies.
Face. 'Tis he by this good day.
Dol. 'Twill prove an ill day
Face. We are undone, and taken.
Sub. You said he would not come
Face. No; 'twas within the walls.
Face. Be silent; not a word, if he call or knock. I'll into mine old shape again, and meet him,
Of Jeremy the butler. l' the mean time,
ACT V. SCENE I.
A Street. Enter Lovewit and Neighbours.
1 Nei. Daily, sir.
“ Love. What should my knave advance, “ To draw this company? He hung out no banners “ Of a strange calf, with five legs, to be seen? " Or a huge lobster, with six claws?
“ 6 Nei. No, sir. 3
Nei. We had gone in then, sirs “ Love. He has no gift “ Of teaching i' the nose, that e'er I knew of, “ You saw no bills set up that promis'd cure “ Of agues, or the tooth-ach?
2 Nei. No such thing, sir. “ Love. Nor heard a drum struck, for baboons, or
puppets ? 5 Nei. Neither, sir.” Love. What device should he bring forth now? I love a teeming wit as I love my nourishment. Pray, Heav'n, he ha' not kept such open house, That he hath sold my hangings and my bedding ; I left him nothing else. If he have eat them, A plague o' the mouth, say I. " Sure he has got “ Some bawdy pictures, to call all this gang. When saw you him?
1 Nei. Who, sir ? Jeremy?
2 Nei. Jeremy, butler ?
5 Nei. Sure, if your worship know not where he is, He's slipp'd away.
41 6 Nei. Pray, Heav'n, he be not made away. (He knocks. Love. Ha ! It is no time to question, then, 6 Nei, About
Some three weeks since, I heard a doleful cry,
Love. This's strange, that none will answer!
6 Nei. Yes, sir, like unto a man That had been strangled an hour, and could not speak. 2 Nei. I heard it too, just this day three weeks at
two o'clock Next morning.
Love. These be miracles, or you make 'em so. A man an hour strangled, and could not speak, And both you
heard him cry! 3 Nei. Yes, downward, sir. Love. Thou art a wise fellow. Give me thy hand,
thee. What trade art thou ? 3 Nci. A smith, an't please your worship. 60.
. Love. A smith! then lend me thy help to get this
3 Nei. That I will, presently, sir ;
but fetch my tools.
[Exit. 1 Nei. Sir, best to knock again, afore you break it.
Face. Yet farther ; you are too near yet.
Love. Who had it then? I left
Face. Yes, sir, my fellow,
80 Love. How !
Face. Purposing then, sir,
Love. Why, this is stranger !
Face. How, sir !
Love. Gallants, men, and women,
Love. To-day, they speak