He would have
(I told you of him) a familiar,
To rifle with, at horses, and win cups.
DOL.
Oh, let him in.
SUB.
Stay. Who shall do't?
FAC.
Get you
Your robes on. I will meet him, as going out.
DOL.
And what shall I do?
FAC.
Not be seen, away.
[Exit Dol]
Seem you very reserved.
SUB.
Enough.
[Exit]
FAC.
God b'w'you, sir.
I pray you, let him know that I was here.
His name is Dapper. I would gladly have stayed, but –
Scene 2
DAP [Without]
Captain, I am here.
FAC.
Who's that? He's come, I think, Doctor.
[Enter Dapper]
Good faith, sir, I was going away.
DAP.
In truth,
I'm very sorry, Captain.
FAC.
But I thought
Sure, I should meet you.
DAP.
Aye, I'm very glad.
I had a scurvy writ or two to make,
And I had lent my watch last night, to one
That dines today at the sheriff's: and so was robbed
Of my pass-time.
[Enter Subtle in his robes]
Is this the cunning man?
FAC.
This is his worship.
DAP.
Is he a Doctor?
FAC.
Yes.
DAP.
And ha' you broke with him, Captain?
FAC.
Aye.
DAP.
And how?
FAC.
Faith, he does make the matter, sir, so dainty,
I know not what to say –
DAP.
Not so, good Captain.
FAC.
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.
FAC.
I cannot think you will, sir. But the law
Is such a thing – And then, he says, Read's matter
Falling so lately –
DAP.
Read? He was an ass,
And dealt, sir, with a fool.
FAC.
It was a clerk, sir.
DAP.
A clerk?
FAC.
Nay, hear me, sir, you know the law
Better, I think –
DAP.
I should, sir, and the danger.
You know I showed the statute to you?
FAC.
You did so.
DAP.
And will I tell, then? By this hand of flesh,
Would it might never write good court-hand more,
If I discover. What do you think of me,
That I am a Chiause?
FAC.
What's that?
DAP.
The Turk, was here –
As one would say, do you think I am a Turk?
FAC.
I'll tell the Doctor so.
DAP.
Do, good sweet Captain.
FAC.
Come, noble Doctor, 'pray thee, let's prevail,
This is the gentleman, and he is no Chiause.
SUB.
Captain, I have returned you all my answer.
I would do much, sir, for your love – But this
I neither may, nor can.
FAC.
Tut, do not say so.
You deal now with a noble fellow, Doctor,
One that will thank you richly, and he's no Chiause:
Let that, sir, move you.
SUB.
Pray you, forbear –
FAC.
He has
Four angels, here –
SUB.
You do me wrong, good sir.
FAC.
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.
FAC.
I draw you? A horse draw you, and a halter,
You, and your flies together –
DAP.
Nay, good Captain.
FAC.
That know no difference of men.
SUB.
Good words, sir.
FAC.
Good deeds, Sir Doctor dogs-meat. 'Slight I bring you
No cheating Clim-o' the-Cloughs, or Claribels,
That look as big as five-and-fifty, and flush,
And spit out secrets, like hot custard –
DAP.
Captain.
FAC.
Nor any melancholic underscribe,
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 ciphering perfect,
Will take his oath, o' the Greek Xenophon,
If need be, in his pocket: and can court
His mistress, out of Ovid.
DAP.
Nay, dear Captain.
FAC.
Did you not tell me so?
DAP.
Yes, but I'd ha'you
Use Master Doctor with some more respect.
FAC.
Hang him proud stag, with his broad velvet head.
But for your sake, I'd choke, ere I would change
An article of breath with such a puck-fist –
Come, let's be gone.
SUB.
Pray you, let me speak with you.
DAP.
His worship calls you, Captain.
FAC.
I am sorry
I e'er embarked myself in such a business.
DAP.
Nay, good sir. He did call you.
FAC.
Will he take, then?
SUB.
First, hear me –
FAC.
Not a syllable, 'less you take.
SUB.
Pray ye, sir –
FAC.
Upon no terms, but an assumpsit.
SUB.
Your humour must be law.
(He takes the money)
FAC.
Why now, sir, talk.
Now, I dare hear you with mine honour.
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