What ha' they the yellows, his mules, that they come no faster? Or are they foundered? Ha? His mules ha' the staggers belike: ha' they?

PYR. Oh no, sir: Aside. then your tongue might be suspected for one of his mules.

TUC. He owes me almost a talent, and he thinks to bear it away with his mules, does he? Sirrah, you, nutcracker, go your ways to him again, and tell him I must ha' money, I: I cannot eat stones and turfs, say. What, will he clem me, and my followers? Ask him, an' he will clem me: do, go. He would have me fry my jerkin, would he? Away, setter, away. Yet, stay, my little tumbler: this old boy shall supply now. I will not trouble him, I cannot be importunate, I: I cannot be impudent.

PYR. Alas, sir, no: Aside. you are the most maidenly blushing creature upon the earth.

TUC. Dost thou hear, my little six and fifty, or thereabouts? Thou art not to learn the humours and tricks of that old bald cheater, Time: thou hadst not this chain for nothing. Men of worth have their chimaeras, as well as other creatures: and they do see monsters, sometimes: they do, they do, brave boy.

PYR Aside. Better cheap than he shall see you, I warrant him.

TUC. Thou must let me have six, six, drachmas, I mean, old boy; thou shalt do it: I tell thee, old boy, thou shalt, and in private too, dost thou see? To Pyrgus. Go, walk off: there, there. Six is the sum. Thy son's a gallant spark, and must not be put out of a sudden: come hither, Callimachus, thy father tells me thou art too poetical, boy, thou must not be so, thou must leave them, young novice, thou must, they are a sort of poor starved rascals; that are ever wrapped up in foul linen, and can boast of nothing but a lean visage, peering out of a seam-rent suit; the very emblems of beggary. No, dost hear? Turn lawyer, thou shalt be my solicitor: Ovid sen. gives him money. 'tis right, old boy, is't?

OVI. SEN. You were best tell it, captain.

TUC. No: fare thou well, mine honest horseman, and thou old beaver. Pray thee, Roman, when thou comest to town, see me at my lodging, visit me sometimes: thou shalt be welcome, old boy. Do not balk me, good swaggerer. Jove keep thy chain from pawning, go thy ways, if thou lack money, I'll lend thee some: I'll leave thee to thy horse, now. Adieu.

OVI. SEN. Farewell, good captain.

TUC. Boy, you can have but half a share now, boy.

 

Exit with Pyrgus

 

OVI.