Face. 'Slid, Subtle, how shall we do? 300 Dry, as they say. Sub. For what? Face. Why Dol's employ'd, you know. Sub. That's true. 'Fore heaven, I know not: Mammon must not be troubled. Face. Mammon in no case. Think; you must be sudden. codicio Sur. Entiendo, qua la sennora es tan hermosa, que tan a ver la, como la bien aventuranza de mi vida. Face. Mi vida? 'Slid, Subtle, he puts me in mind o' the widow. What dost thou say to draw her to't? Ha! "All our venture And tell her it is her fortune? "Face. The credit of our house, too is engag'd. "Sub. You made me an offer for my share ere-while, "What wilt thou gi' me, i'faith? "Face. Oh, by that light 320 "I'll not buy now. You know your doom to me. "E'en take your lot, obey your chance, sir; win her, "And wear her out for me. "Sur. Sennores por que se tarda tanta? "Sub. Faith, I am not fit, I am old. "Face. That's now no reason, sir. "Sur. Puede ser, de hazer burla de mi amor. "Face. You hear the don too? By this air, I call, "And loose the hinges: Dol. "Sub. A plague of hell "Face. Will you then do ? "Sub. You are a terrible rogue; "I'll think of this. Will you, sir, call the widow ? "Face. Yes, and I'll take her too, with all her faults, "Now I do think on't better. "Sub. With all my heart, sir! "Am I discharg'd o' the lot? "Face. As you please. "Sub. Hands. "Face. Remember now, that upon any change, "You never claim her. 340 "Sub. Much good joy, and health to you, sir. "Marry a whore? Fate, let me wed a witch first. "Sur. Por estas honradas barbas" Sur." He swears by his beard." Dispatch, and call her brother too. Que no me hagan alguna traycion. [Exit Face. Sub. How, issue on? Yes, præsto sennor. Please you Enthratha the Chambratha, worthy don? Where if you please the fates, in your Bathada, You shall be soak'd, and stroak'd, and tubb'd, and rubb'd, And scrubb'd, and fubb'd, dear don, before you go. You shall, in faith, my scurvy baboon don, Be curried, claw'd, and flaw'd, and taw'd, indeed. [Exit Surly. I will the heartlier go about it now, And make the widow a punk so much the sooner, The quickly doing of it is the grace. Enter FACE, KASTRIL, and PLIANT. 360 Face. Come, lady; I knew the doctor would not leave, Till he had found the very nick of her fortune. Kas. To be a countess, say you? A Spanish countess, sir? Pli. Why, is that better then an English countess? Face. Better! 'Slight, make you that a question, lady? Enter SUBTLE. Here comes the doctor. Sub. My most honour'd lady, (For so I am now to stile you, having found By this my scheme you are to undergo And her right worshipful brother here, that she shall be Kas. She shall do that, sir, 380 But that she fit her love now to her fortune. Pli. Truly, I shall never brook a Spaniard. Pli. Never sin' eighty-eight could I abide them. And that was some three year afore I was born, in truth. Sub. Come, you must love him, or be miserable. Kas. Gods'lid you shall love him, or I'll kick you. Pli. Why? I'll do as you will ha' me, brother. Kas. Do. Or by this hand you are not my sister, Sur. Que es esto, sennores, que non se venga ? Esta tardanza me mata! Face. It is the count come, The Doctor knew he would be here, by his art. 400 Face. Is't not a gallant language that they speak? Kas. An admirable language! Is't not French? Face. No, Spanish, sir. Kas. It goes like law-French; And that, they say, is the courtliest language. Face. List, sir. Sur. Valga me dios. Face. He admires your sister. Kas. Must not she make a curtsy? Sub. Od's will, she must go to him, man,, and kiss him! It is the Spanish fashion for the women To make first court. Sir? Sur. Por el amor de dios, que es esto, que se tarda? Kas. Nay, see; she will not understand him! Gull! Noddy! Pli. What say you, brother? Kas. Ass, my suster! Go kuss him, as the cunning man would ha' you; I'll thrust a pin i' your buttocks else. Face. Oh, no sir. Sur. Sennora, si sera servida, entremus. 420 · [Exeunt Surly and Pliant. Face. Into the garden, sir; Take you no thought; I must interpret for her. Sub. Give Dol the word. [Exit Face.] Come, my fierce child, advance. We'll to our quarrelling lesson again. Kas. Agreed. I love a Spanish boy with all my heart. Sub. Nay, by this means, sir, you shall be brother To a great count. Kas. Ay, I knew that at first. This match will advance the house of the Kastrils. |