He laughed at somebody in that letter. By this good light, and he had laughed at me –

E. KN. How now, cousin Stephen, melancholy?

STE. Yes, a little. I thought, you had laughed at me, cousin.

E. KN. Why, what an' I had, coz, what would you ha' done?

STE. By this light, I would ha' told mine uncle.

E. KN. Nay, if you would ha' told your uncle, I did laugh at you, coz.

STE. Did you, indeed?

E. KN. Yes, indeed.

STE. Why, then –

E. KN. What then?

STE. I am satisfied, it is sufficient.

E. KN. Why, be so gentle, coz. And I pray you let me entreat a courtesy of you. I am sent for, this morning, by a friend in the Old Jewry to come to him; it's but crossing over the fields to Moorgate: will you bear me company? I protest, it is not to draw you into bond, or any plot against the state, coz.

STE. Sir, that's all one, and 'twere: you shall command me twice so far as Moorgate to do you good in such a matter. Do you think I would leave you? I protest –

E. KN. No, no, you shall not protest, coz.

STE. By my fackins, but I will, by your leave; I'll protest more to my friend than I'll speak of, at this time.

E. KN. You speak very well, coz.

STE. Nay, not so neither, you shall pardon me: but I speak to serve my turn.

E.