LONGFIELD

And you sir, what business draws you towards this end o'th town? Why 'tis Will Rashes father's, a man that you are well acquainted with. Enter a wench with a basket of linen Marry is it sir. You are taken sir extremely, what's the object? Nay, and your thoughts be on wenching I'll leave you. What's the price of this? You set a high rate on't, it had need be good. I, I see't. This fellow has and excellent tongue, sure he was brought up in the Exchange. No, t'is no matter, for I mean to buy none. Say so; fallen to your work, I'll be your chapman. How now man! what! entranced? Yes faith, I think as much as you, and t'is joust no thing: where's the wench? Uds pity! unbutton man, thou'lt stifle her else. With all my heart, I stay but for you. What say? Not a penny more then I bid. Ex. Her. & Long. Why I'll tell you sir what she is, if you do not know. Why t'is your sister. Yes, your eldest sister. No more words as you fear a challenge. Zownds what have we here? How now! what, are these onions? Why thou reportest miracles, things not to be belee ved: I protest to thee, hadst thou not vnrip't thy self to me, I should never have known thee. This morning at his Chamber, hell be here. Please you sir. Very willingly sir. The best the house yields. What play we, twelve pence gleek. With all my heart. You must speak sir. Sixteen, seventeen. Take it to you sir. I'll none of it. And me a gleek of knaves. Honour. Look you (to make us the merrier) who comes here. Good master Bubleb From which sister? Why what's the matter? But first let me instruct thee in the condition of this Gentleman, whom dost thou take him to be? By this light but you do, if his beard were off, it's St ined . Why cheating, do you not see how he plays upon his worshipful Master, and the rest. Yes truly. O, when a woman knows the power and authori tie of her eye. A good observation by my faith. When he came first, death startled in his eyes, His hand had not forsook the dagger hilt, But still he gave it strength, as if he feared He had not sent it home unto his heart. Oh for a little blood to besprinkle him. I do protest she draws sad tears from me, I pre thee let her see her Geraldine. Look, look, I think shee'l ravish him. I thank you. How is it with you, sir? What on the ground Look up, there's comfort towards you. Liberty. The able, and well-minded Widow Ra sby, Whose hand is still upon the poor men Box, Hath in her Charity remembered you: And being by your Master seconded, Hath taken order with your Creditors For day, and payment; and freely from her Purse, By me her Deputy, she hath discharged All Duties in the House: Beside, to your necessities, This is bequeathed, to furnish you with Clothes. 'Tis not my practice to mock Misery. In your good wishes, you requite me amply. Well, I'm glad so good and occasion stayed thee at home, And mayest thou prosper in thy project, and go on, With best success of thy invention. Nay thou shalt take another into him, one that laughs out his life in this Ordinary, thanks any man that wins his money; all the while his money is losing, he swears by the cross of this silver, and when it is gone, he changes it to the hilts of his sword. How think you now? have I not carved him out to you? Behold yonder the oak and the Ivy how they embrace.