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Dol. Yessay lord general, how fares our camp?

Face. This dear hour
A dainty don is taken with my Dol;
And thou may'st make his ransom what thou wilt,
My Dousabel.

Dol. What is he, general ?

Face. An Adalantado,
A Grande, girl. Was not my Dapper here yet ?

Dol. No.
Face. Nor my Drugger?
Dol. Neither.

Face. A pox on them !
They are so long a furnishing!


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How now ? Ha'you done?

Sub. Done! They are gone. The sum
Is here in bank, my Face. I would we knew
Another chapman now would buy 'em out-right.

Face. 'Slid, Nab shall do't against he ha’ the widow, To furnish houshold.

Sub. Excellent well thought on.
Pray heaven he come.

Face. I pray he keep away,
Till our new business be o’erpast.

Sub. But, Face,
How cam'st thou by this secret don?

Face. A spirit
Brought me th' intelligence in a paper here,
As I was conjuring yonder in my circle

.: *2 my flies abroad. Your bath

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317 ** tune your virginal : no losing

we ame. And do you hear ?" His great -- Saab has not a jot of language :

He easier to be cozen'd, my Dolly;

me here in a hired coach, obscure, kak uwn coachman, whom I have sent to guide, ww viure else. Who's that?

[One knocks. it is not he!

240 26. Oh, no, not yet, this hour. tefan Who is't?

Dapper, jen vierk. 10. God's will! then, queen of fairy,

vith your tire; and, doctor, with your robes. us dispatch him, for God's sake. Sa I will be long.

. I warrant you : take but the cues I give you, : all be brief enough. 'Slight, here are more! wei, and, I think, the angry boy, the heir, mat tain would quarrel. J. And the widow ?

sille. No; Wue that I see. Away. [Exeunt Sub. and Dol.

- welcome!

n, sir

thin, moving for you.
he most ado to win him to it.

He swears you'll be the darling of the dice. “ He never heard her highness doat till now, he says: “ Your aunt has giv’n you the most gracious words 261 " That can be thought on."

Dap. Shall see her grace?

Face. See her, and kiss hertoo-What, honest Nab! Hast brought the damask ?

Drug. No, sir, here's tobacco.
Face. 'Tis well done, Nab. Thou'lt bring the

damask too? Drug. Yes. Here's the gentleman, captain; master

I have brought to see the doctor.
Face. Where's the widow ?

Drug. Sir, as he likes, his sister (he says) shall come.
Face. Oh, is it so ?
Drug. I'll introduce him. Master Kastril, Captain

Face. Face. Good time. Is your name Kastril, sir ? Kas. Ay, and the best of the Kastrils; I’ld be

sorry else, By fifteen hundred a year. Where is the doctor? My mad tobacco-boy, here, tells me of one That can do things. Has he any skill?

Face. Wherein, sir?

Kas. To carry a business, manage a quarrel fairly, Upon fit terms.

281 Face. It seems, sir, y'are but young About the town, that can make that a question.

Kas. Sir, not so young, but I have heard some spee

Of the angry boys, and seen them take tobacco,
And in his shop; and I can take it too:
And I would fain be one of them, and go down
And practise i' the country.

Face. Sir, for the duello,
The doctor, I assure you, shall inform you,
To the least shadow of a hair; and then, rules
To give and take the lie by.

Kas. How! to take it?

Face. Yes, in oblique, he'll shew you, or in circle, But never in diameter. “ The whole town “ Study his theorems, and dispute them ordinarily At the eating academies.

Kas. But does he teach “ Living by the wits too? Face. Any thing whatever.

300 " You cannot think that subtlety but he reads it. “ He made me a captain. I was a stark pimp, “ Just o' your standing, 'fore I met with him : 'Tis not two months since.” I'll tell you his method: First, he will enter you at some ordinary.

Kas. No, I'll not come there. You shall pardon me.
Face. For why, sir ?
Kas. There's gaming there, and tricks.

Face. Why, would you be
A gallant, and not

Kas. Ay, 'twill spend a man.

Face. Spend you! it will repairyou when you are spent. How do they live by their wits there, that have vented Six times your fortune?


Kas. What, three thousand a year?
Face. Ay, forty thousand.
Kas. Are there such ?

Face. Ay, sir.
" And gallants yet.” Here's a young gentleman
Is born to nothing, forty marks a year,

320 Which I count nothing. He is to be initiated, And have a fly o’the doctor. He will win you, Byunresistible luck, within this fortnight, Enough to buy a barony.

Kas. Do you not gull one?

Face. 'Ods my life ! do you think it? Why, Nab here knows it.

Drug. Yes; what is it?

Face. And then for making matches for rich widows, Young gentlewomen, heirs, the fortunat’st man! He's sent to, far and near, all over England, To have his counsel, and to know their fortunes.

Kas. Adsooks! my suster shall see him.

Face. I'll tell you, sir, What he did tell me of Nab.

Drug. Ay; what is it?

Face. It's a strange thing ; (By the way, you must eat no cheese, Nab; it breeds

And that same melancholy breeds worms) but pass it;
He told me, honest Nab here was neer at tavern 340
But once in's lite !

Drug. Truth, and no more I was not.
Face. And then he was so sick-

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