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Sub. What's your name?
Both Sericon and Bufo shall be lost, “ Tell 'em. All hope of rooting out the bishops, " Or th' antichristian hierarchy, shall perish," If they stay threescore minutes. The aqueity, Terreity, and sulphureity, Shall run together again, and all be annullid, Thou wicked Ananias.
[Exit Ananias. This will fetch 'em, And make 'em haste towards their gulling more. A man must deal like a rough nurse, and fright Those that are froward to an appetite.
Enter Face and DRUGGER. Face. He's busy with his spirits; but we'll upon him. Drug. Where are they?
681 Face. Hush! Sub. How now? What mates,what baiards ha’we here?
Face. I told you he would be furious. Sir, here's Nab, Has brought y'another piece of gold to look on.
(We must appease him. Give it me) and prays you, You would devise-What is it, Nab?
Drug. A sign, sir.
Face. 'Slight, do not say so;
Sub. No, that way is stale and common. A townsman born in Taurus, gives the bull, Or the bull's head ; in Aries, the ram; A poor device. Come hither, Abel. No, I will have his name Form'd in some mystic character, whose radii, 700 Striking the senses of the passers by, Shall, by a virtual influence, breed affections, That may result upon
party owns it : As thus
Drug. I don't understand it.
Sub. And by it standing one whose name is Dee,
Drug. My name !
Sub. That's his sign.
Face. Abel, thou art made.
Face. Six o'thy legs more will not do it, Nab.
worship. Face. What dost
Drug. Sir, there is lodg'd hard by me,
Face. Good; a bona roba!
Drug. Marry, she's not in fashion yet; she wears A hood; but't stands acop.
Face. No matter, Abel.
she trusts me With all her mind. She's come up here of purpose To learn the fashion,
740 Face. Good; on, Nab. Drug. And she does strangely long to know her
Face. God'slid, Nab, send her to the doctor hither. Drug. Yes, I have spoken to her of his worship
already : But she's afraid it will be blown abroad, And hurt her marriage.
Face. Hurt it! 'Tis the way
Drug. No, sir, she'll never marry
Face. What, and dost thou despair, my little Nab, Knowing what the doctor has set down for thee, And seeing so many of the city dubb’d? “ One glass o'thy water, with a madam, I know 760 “ Will have it done," Nab. What's her brother? A
knight? Drug. No, sir, a gentleman, newly warm in his land,
sir. Scarce cold in his one-and-twenty, that does govern His sister here, and is a man himself Of some three thousand a year, and is come up To learn to quarrel, and to live by his wits, And will go down again, and die i’ the country, When he can't live any longer here,
Face. How to quarrel ?
Drug. Yes, sir, to carry quarrels,
Face. 'Slid, Nab, the doctor is the only man
Drug. Is he?
Face. He has made a table,
Drug. Has he ?
Face. He will give him
780 Drug. Will he ?
Face. Go, bring 'em both,
Sub. Oh, good captain.
Face. He shall:
Drug. I'll try my power,
[Abel runs out, and Face brings him back. Sub. Oh, no!
Face. He will do't: