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For Surly. “I ha' my flies abroad. Your bath “ Is famous, Subtle, by my means. Sweet Dol, “ You must go tune your virginal: no losing “ O'the least time. And do you hear ?" His great Verdugoship has not a jot of language : So much the easier to be cozen'd, my Dolly; He will come here in a hired coach, obscure, And our own coachman, whom I have sent to guide, No creature else. Who's that?

[One knocks. Sub. It is not he!

240 Face. Oh, no, not yet, this hour. Sub. Who is't?

Dol. Dapper, Your clerk.

Face. God's will! then, queen of fairy, On with your tire ; and, doctor, with your

robes. Let's dispatch him, for God's sake.

Sub. 'Twill be long.

Face. I warrant you : take but the cues I give you, It shall be brief enough. 'Slight, here are morel Abel, and, I think, the angry boy, the heir, That fain would quarrel.

Sub. And the widow ?

Face. No; Not that I see. Away. [Exeunt Sub. and Dol. Oh, sir, you are welcome!

Enter Dapper, DRUGGER, and KASTRIL. The doctor is within, moving for you. “ I have had the most ado to win him to it.

" He swears you'll be the darling of the dice.
“ He never heard her highness doat till now, he

says: “ Your aunt has giv’n you the mostgracious words 261 “ That can be thought on.”

Dap. Shall see her grace?

Face. See her, and kiss hertoo-What, honest Nab! Hast brought the damask ? Drug. No, sir, here's tobacco. Face. 'Tis well done, Nab. Thou'lt bring the

damask too? Drug. Yes. Here's the gentleman, captain; master

Kastril,
I have brought to see the doctor.
Face. Where's the widow ?

[Whispers.
Drug. Sir, as he likes, his sister (he says) shall come.
Face. Oh, is it so?
Drug. I'll introduce him. Master Kastril, Captain

Face.
Face. Good time. Is your name Kastril, sir ?
Kas. Ay, and the best of the Kastrils; I'ld be

sorry else,
By fifteen hundred a year. Where is the doctor ?
My mad tobacco-boy, here, tells me of one
That can do things. Has he any skill?

Face. Wherein, sir?

Kas. To carry a business, manage a quarrel fairly, Upon fit terms.

Face. It seems, sir, y'are but young
About the town, that can make that a question.

Kas. Sir, not so young, but I have heard some speech

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Of the angry boys, and seen them take tobacco,
And in his shop; and I can take it too:
And I would fain be one of them, and go down
And practise i' the country.

Face. Sir, for the duello,
The doctor, I assure you, shall inform you,
To the least shadow of a hair; and then, rules
To give and take the lie by.

Kas. How! to take it?

Face. Yes, in oblique, he'll shew you, or in circle, But never in diameter. " The whole town “ Study his theorems, and dispute them ordinarily “ At the eating academies.

Kas. But does he teach “ Living by the wits too ? Face. Any thing whatever.

300 “ You cannot think that subtlety but he reads it. “ He made me a captain. I was a stark pimp, “ Just o' your standing, 'fore I met with him : 'Tis not two months since.” I'll tell you his method: First, he will enter you at some ordinary.

Kas. No, I'll not come there. You shall pardon me.
Face. For why, sir ?
Kas. There's gaming there, and tricks.
Face. Why, would

you

be A gallant, and not game?

Kas. Ay, 'twill spend a man.

Face. Spend you! it will repair you when you are spent. How do they live by their wits there, that have vented Six times your fortune ?

Kas. What, three thousand a year?
Face. Ay, forty thousand.
Kas. Are there such ?

Face. Ay, sir.
“ And gallants yet.” Here's a young gentleman
Is born to nothing, forty marks a year,

326 Which I count nothing. He is to be initiated, And have a fly o’the doctor. He will win you, By unresistible luck, within this fortnight, Enough to buy a barony.

Kas. Do you not gull one?

Face. 'Ods my life! do you think it? Why, Nab here knows it.

Drug. Yes; what is it?

Face. And then for making matches for rich widows, Young gentlewomen, heirs, the fortunat'st man! He's sent to, far and near, all over England, To have his counsel, and to know their fortunes.

Kas. Adsooks! my suster shall see him.

Face. I'll tell you, sir, What he did tell me of Nab.

Drug. Ay; what is it?

Face. It's a strange thing; (By the way, you must eat no cheese, Nab; it breeds

melancholy,
And that same melancholy breeds worms) but pass it;
He told me, honest Nab here was ne'er at tavern 340
But once in's live!

Drug. Truth, and no more I was not.
Face. And then he was so sick-

Drug. Could he tell you that too?
Face. How should I know it?

Drug. In troth, I'll tell you the whole story:
We had been a shooting,
And had a piece of fat ram-mutton to supper,
That lay so heavy o'my stomach

Face. And he has no head-
Drug. No, I have no head.
Face. To bear any wine : for what with the noise of

the fidlers, And care of his shop; for he dares keep no servant

Drug. My head did so ache

Face. As he was fain to be brought home, The doctor told me. And then a good old woman

Drug. (Yes, faith, she dwells in Sea-coal-lane) did

cure me

With sodden ale, and pellitory o' the wall;
Cost me but two-pence. I had another sickness,
Was worse than that

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Face. Ay, that was the grief
Thou took'st for being 'sessid at eighteen pence,
For the water-work.

Drug. In truth, and it was like T’have cost me almost my life.

Face. Thy hair went off.

Drug. Yes, and it has never been very good since. 'Twas done for spite.

Face. Nay, so says the doctor.

Kas. Pray thee, tobacco-boy, go fetch my suster; I'll see this learned boy before I go ; And so shall she.

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