ness),

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To a doctor and a captain: who, what they are
Or where they be, he knows not.
Mam.
Are they gone?
Love. You may go in and search, sir. (MAM-
MON, ANA., and TRIB. go in.) Here, I find
The empty walls worse than I left 'em, smok'd,
A few crack'd pots, and glasses, and a furnace:
The ceiling fill'd with poesies of the candle, 41
And Madam with a dildo "1 writ o' the walls.
Only one gentlewoman I met here

That is within, that said she was a widow
Kas. Ay, that's my suster; I'll go thump
her. Where is she?
[Goes in.] 45

Love. And should ha' married a Spanish count, but he,

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When he came to 't, neglected her so grossly,
That I, a widower, am gone through with her.
Sur. How have I lost her then?
Love.
Were you the don, sir?
Good faith, now she does blame you extremely,
and says
You swore, and told her you had ta'en the pains
To dye your beard, and umber o'er your face,
Borrowed a suit, and ruff, all for her love:
And then did nothing. What an oversight
And want of putting forward, sir, was this! 85

1 Probably a fragment of a song.

Sir, I can take no knowledge es

That they are yours, but by public means.

If you can bring certificate that you were gull'd

of 'em,

What, should they ha' been, sir, turn'd into

gold, all?

No.

Mam.

I cannot tell. It may be they should.

then?

Ay, he would ha' built

The city new; and made a ditch about it

Of silver, should have run with cream from Hogsden;

That every Sunday in Moorsfields the younk

I shall send you

To Amsterdam, to your cellar.
Ana.
I will pray there,
Against thy house. May dogs defile thy walls,
And wasps and hornets breed beneath thy roof,
This seat of falsehood, and this cave of coz'-
nage!
[Exeunt ANA. and TRIB.]
Enter DRUgger.

Love. Another too?
Drug.
Not I, sir, I am no brother. 116
Love. (beats him.) Away, you Harry Nicho-
las! do you talk? [Exit DRUG.]

Face. No, this was Abel Drugger. Good sir, (To the Parson.)

go,

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And satisfy him; tell him all is done:
He staid too long a washing of his face.
The doctor, he shall hear of him at Westches-
ter;

And of the captain, tell him, at Yarmouth, or
Some good port-town else, lying for a wind.
[Exit Parson.]
you can get off the angry child now, sir

If

An I should be hang'd for 't! Suster, I protest,
I honour thee for this match.

Love.
O, do you so, sir?
Kas. Yes, an thou canst take tobacco and

drink, old boy,

I'll give her five hundred pound more to her marriage,

Than her own state. Love.

Fill a pipe full, Jeremy. Face. Yes; but go in and take it, sir. Love.

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We will.

I will be rul'd by thee in anything, Jeremy. Kas. 'Slight, thou art not hide-bound, thou art a jovy boy!

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Come, let us in, I pray thee, and take our whiffs. Love. Whiff in with your sister, brother boy. [Exeunt KAS. and Dame P.] That master That had receiv'd such happiness by a ser

vant,

In such a widow, and with so much wealth,
Were very ungrateful, if he would not be
A little indulgent to that servant's wit,
And help his fortune, though were some small
strain

Of his own candour. [Advancing.] Therefore, gentlemen,

And kind spectators, if I have outstript

An old man's gravity, or strict canon, think t What a young wife and a good brain may do; Stretch age's truth sometimes, and crack it too.

Speak for thyself, knave.

Face. So I will, sir. [Advancing to the front of the stage.] Gentlemen,

My part a little fell in this last scene,
Yet 't was decorum.10 And though I am clean
Got off from Subtle, Surly, Mammon, Dol, 190
Hot Ananias, Dapper, Drugger, all
With whom I traded; yet I put myself
On you, that are my country: 11 and this pelf
Which I have got, if you do quit me, rests,
To feast you often, and invite new guests.

7 A term of falconry: used in punning allusion to the name of Kastril, which means hawk. 8 Jovial.

Fair reputation.

• Beat

10 Dramatic propriety. 11 Jury.

I would not have you east in unicous eye
Upon so mean a projeen as

Of a gay. wanted, pointed C

I know, this cruzi eten in he becht of seora
Ith hate the mixture of his blood with thine.
I pray thee, do thou so! Remember, out
What honourable fortunes wait in thre
Increase the king's love, which so brightly

And gues thy hopes. I have no heir but thee,-
And yet not thee, if with a wayward spirit
Thou start from the true blast of my love.
Lary. My lord, I will for hemcar, not desire
Of land or livings, or to be year heir,
So guide my actions in pursuit of France,
As shall add glory to the Laies name.

Line. Coz, for those words here's thirty Por tuguese,?

And, nephew Askew, there's a few for you.
Fair Honour, in her loftiest eminence.

Stays in France for you, till you fetch her thence.

Then, nephews, clap swift wings on your designs.

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Begone, begone, make haste to the Guildhall; There presently I'll meet you. Do not stay: Where honour [beckons] shame attends delay. Erit.

Askew. How gladly would your uncle have

you gone!

Lacy. True, coz, but I'll o'erreach his policies. I have some serious business for three days, 100 Which nothing but my presence can dispatch. You, therefore, cousin, with the companies, Shall haste to Dover; there I'll meet with