Sub. Agreed. Dol. Yes, and work close and friendly. Shall grow the stronger for this breach with me. Dol. Why so, my good baboons! Shall we go make A sort of sober, scurvy, precise neighbours, (That scarce have smil'd twice sin' the king came in) A feast of laughter at our follies? No, agree. And may Don Provost ride a feasting long, In his old velvet jerkin, (My noble sovereign, and worthy general) Sub. Royal Dol! Spoken like Claridiana and thyself. 200 Face. For which, at supper, thou shalt sit in triumph, And not be stil'd Dol Common, but Dol Proper, Dol Singular: "the longest cut, at night, "Shall draw thee for his Dol particular." [One knocks. Sub. Who's that? [Knocks.] To the window, Pray Heav'n The master do not trouble us this quarter. Face. Oh, fear not him. "While there dies one a week "O'the plague, he's safe from thinking toward London. "Beside, he's busy at his hop-yards now: "I had a letter from him. If he do, "He'll send such word, for airing o' the house, "As you shall have sufficient time to quit it: "Tho' we break up a fortnight, 'tis no matter." Sub. Who is it, Dol? Dol. A fine young quodling. Face. Oh, My lawyer's clerk, I lighted on last night In Holborn at the Dagger. He would have (I told you of him) a familiar, 220 To rifle with at horses, and win cups. Dol. Oh, let him in. Face. Get you Your robes on: I will meet him, as going out. Dol. And what shall I do? Face. God be with you, sir. I pray you let him know that I was here. Enter DAPPER. Dap. Captain, I am here. Sub. Who's that? Face. He's come, I think, doctor. Good faith, sir, I was going away. I am very sorry, captain. Face. But I thought Sure I should meet you. Dap. Ay, I am very glad. I had a scurvy writ or two to make, 240 And I had lent my watch last night to one That dines to-day at the sheriff's, and so was robb'd Of my pass-time. Is this the cunning man ? Face. This is his worship. Dap. Is he a doctor? Face. Yes. Dap. And ha' you broke with him, captain? Dap. And how? Face. Faith, he does make the matter, sir, so dainty, I know not what to say. Dap. Not so, good captain. Face. Would I were fairly rid on't, believe me. Dap. Nay, now you grieve me, sir. Why should you wish so? I dare assure you, I'll not be ungrateful. "Face. I cannot think you will, sir. But the law "Is such a thing -And then he says, Read's matter "Falling so lately. "Dap. Read! he was an ass, "And dealt, sir, with a fool. Face. It was a clerk, sir. "Dap. A clerk! "Face. Nay, hear me, sir, you know the law "Better, I think "Dap. I should, sir, and the danger. "You know, I shew'd the statute to you. "Face. You did so. 260 "Dap. And will I tell then? By this hand of flesh, "Would it might never write good court-hand more, "If I discover. What do you think of me, "That I am a Chiause? "Face. What's that? "Dap. The Turk was, here "As one would say, do you think I am a Turk ?” Face. I'll tell the doctor so. Dap. Do, good sweet captain. Face. Come, noble doctor, pray thee let's prevail; This is the gentleman, and he is no Chiause. 280 Sub. Captain, I have return'd you all my answer. I would do much, sir, for your love-but this I neither may, nor can. Face. Tut, do not say so. You deal now with a noble fellow, doctor. One that will thank you richly," and he's no Chiause.' Let that, sir, move you. Sub. Pray you, forbear. Face. He has Four angels here. Sub. You do me wrong, good sir. Face. Doctor, wherein? To tempt you with these spirits! Sub. To tempt my art and love, sir, to my peril. 'Fore Heaven, I scarce can think you are my friend, That so would draw me to apparent danger. Face. I draw you! a horse draw you, and a halter. You and your flies together. Dap. Nay, good captain. Face. That know no difference of men. Sub. Good words, sir. 300 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 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! He'll win up all the money i' the town, If it be set him. |