A house to practise in Sub. Your master's house. Of coz'ning with a hollow cole, dust, scrapings, Face. Where you have studied the more thri- Erecting figures in your rows of houses, ving skill Of bawdry since. Sub. Yes, in your master's house. You and the rats here kept possession. Make it not strange. I know you were one could keep The buttry-hatch still locked, and save the chippings, Sell the dole-beer to aqua-vite men, The which, together with your Christmas vails, Face. You might talk softlier, rascal. I'll thunder you in pieces. I will teach you Thou vermin, have I ta'en thee out of dung, Sublimed thee, and exalted thee, and fixed thee Would you be gone now? Dol. Gentlemen, what mean you? Will you mar all? Sub. Slave, thou hadst had no name Dol. Will you undo yourselves with civil war? Sub. Never been known, past equi clibanum, The heat of horse-dung under ground, in cellars, Or an ale-house darker than deaf John's: been lost To all mankind but laundresses and tapsters, Dol. Do you know who hears you, sovereign? Dol. Nay, general, I thought you were civil Face. I shall turn desperate, if you grow thus loud. Sub. And hang thyself, I care not. Face. Hang thee, collier, And all thy pots and pans, in picture I will, Since thou hast moved me. Dol. O, this'll o'erthrow all. And taking in of shadows with a glass, Dol. Are you sound? Ha' you your senses, masters? A book, but barely reckoning thy impostures, Your own destructions, gentlemen? For lying too heavy o' the basket. We are ruined! lost! ha' you no more regard Have yet some care of me, o' your republicFace. Away this brach! I'll bring thee, rogue, within The statute of sorcery, tricesimo tertio, [She catches out FACE's sword, and breaks And you, sir, with your menstrue, gather it up. selves? You will accuse him? You will bring him in The venter tripartite? all things in common? Face. Write thee up bawd in Paul's; have all Or, by this hand, I shall grow factious too, thy tricks And take my part, and quit you. Face. 'Tis his fault, He ever murmurs, and objects his pains, Dol. How does it? do not we Sustain our parts? Sub. Yes, but they are not equal. Dol. Why, if your part succeed to-day, I hope Ours may to-morrow match it. Sub. Ay, they may. My lawyer's clerk, I lighted on last night Dol. May, murmuring mastiff? ay, and do. (I told you of him) a familiar, Death on me! Help me to throttle him. Sub. Dorothy, mistress Dorothy, O'ds precious, I'll do any thing. What do you mean? Dol. Because o' your fermentation and cibation? Sub. Not I, by Heaven Dol. Your Sol and Luna-help me. Sub. Would I were hanged then. I'll conform myself. Dol. Will you, sir? do so then, and quickly : To rifle with at horses, and win cups. Dol. O, let him in. Sub. Stay. Who shall do't? Your robes on. I will meet him, as going out. Face. Not be seen; away. Seem you very reserved. I Face. Good be wi' you, sir. pray you let him know that I was here. His name is Dapper. I would gladly have staid, but- SCENE II. Enter DAPPER. Dap. Captain. I am here. Face. Who's that? He's come, I think, doctor. Good faith, sir, I was going away. Dap. In truth, I'm very sorry, captain. I'd a scurvy writ or two to make, Of my pastime Is this the cunning man? Dap. Is he a doctor? Face. Yes. Dap. And ha' you broke with him, captain? Face. Ay. 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. Fuce. I cannot think you will, sir. But the law Is such a thing-and then he says, Read's matter Falling so lately Da. Read? he was an ass, And dealt, sir, with a fool. Face. It was a clerk, sir. Dup. A clerk? Face. Nay, hear me, sir. You know the law Better, I think— Dup. I should, sir, and the danger. You know I shewed the statute to you? Face. You did so. Let that, sir, move you, Sub. Pray you, forbear— 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. Face. Good deeds, sir, Doctor Dog's-meat. 'Slight, I bring you No cheating Clim-o'the-cloughs, or Claribels, Dap. Captain. Face. Nor any melancholic under-scribe Shall tell the vicar: but a special gentle, That is the heir to forty marks a-year, Consorts with the small poets of the time, Is the sole hope of his old grandmother, That knows the law, and writes you six fair hands, Is a fine clerk, and has his cyphering perfect, Will take his oath o' th' Greek Zenophon, If need be, in his pocket; and can court His mistress out of Ovid. games. Sub. I told you so. Face. 'Slight, that's a new business! I understood you, a tame bird to fly Twice in a term, or so; on Friday nights, When you had left the office; for a nag Of forty or fifty shillings. Dup. Ay, 'tis true, sir, But I do think now I shall leave the law, And therefore Face. Why, this changes quite the case! D'you think that I dare move him? Dap. If you please, sir; All's one to him, I see. Face, What! for that money I cannot with my conscience. Make the request, methinks, Dap. No, sir, I mean To add consideration. Face. Why, then, sir, ? Nor should you I'll try. Say that it were for all games, doctor? Sub. I say, then, not a mouth shall eat for him At any ordinary, but o'the score, That is a gaming mouth, conceive me. Face. Indeed! Sub. He'll draw you all the treasure of the realm, If it be set him. Face. Speak you this from art? Sub, Ay, sir, and reason too; the ground of art. He's o' the only best complexion The queen of Fairy loves, Face. What! is he! Doctor, When must he come for his familiar? Dap. Shall I not have't with me? There must a world of ceremonies pass, Face. Not, if she danc'd to-night. Dap. Whom? Face. Your aunt of Fairy? Sub. Not since she kiss'd him in the cradle, captain, I can resolve you that. Fuce. Well, see her grace, Whate'er it cost you, for a thing that I know. Dap. How will't be done, then? Face. Let me alone, take you no thought.→ But say to me,-Captain, I'll see her grace. Sub. Who's there? [One knocks without. Anon!-Conduct him forth by the back way. Sir, against one o'clock prepare yourself. 'Till when you must be fasting; only take Three drops of vinegar in at your nose, Two at your mouth, and one at either ear: Then bathe your fingers ends, and wash your What else is thanks? Will you be trivial? Your business, Abel? Drug. This, an't please your worship: Face. What! my honest Abel? Thou art well met here! Drug. Troth, sir, I was speaking, Just as your worship came here, of your worship. I pray you, speak for me to master doctor. Face. He shall do any thing.-Doctor, do you hear? This is my friend Abel, an honest fellow, Face. What, and so little beard? Sub. Sir, you must think, He may have a receipt to make hair come. But he'll be wise, preserve his youth, and fine for't: His fortune looks for him another way. Face. 'Slid, doctor, how canst thou know this so soon? I'm amus'd at that! Sub. By a rule, captain, A certain star i'th'forehead, which you see not. Sub. The thumb, in chiromanty, we give Ve nus; The fore-finger to Jove; the midst to Saturn; Face. Why, this is strange! Is't not, honest Sub. There is a ship now coming from Ormus, That shall yield him such a commodity Of drugs-This is the west, and this the south? Sub. And those are your two sides? Sub. Make me your door, then, south; your broadside, west: And, on the east side of your shop, aloft, Sub. And |