Dol?

If you make it to fly, it flieth.

[Exit FACE.

him?

What call you

The sanctified elder, that should deal

Ana. Please you, a servant of the exiled brethren,

And make a just account unto the saints;
A deacon.

Sub. Oh, you are sent from master Wholsome, Your teacher?

Ana. From Tribulation Wholsome,

Our very zealous pastor.

Sub. Good. I have

Some orphans' goods to come here.
Ana. Of what kind, sir?

Sub. Pewter and brass, andirons and kitchen

For the instruments, as bricks, and loam, and
glasses,.
Already thirty pounds; and for materials,
They say, some ninety more and they have
heard since,

That one at Heidelberg made it of an egg,
And a small paper of pin-dust.

Sub. What's your name?
Ana. My name is Ananias.
Sub. Out! the varlet

That cozened the apostles! Hence, away!
Flee, mischief! Had your holy consistory
No name to send me of another sound
Than wicked Ananias? Send you your elders
Hither, to make atonement for you, quickly,
And give me satisfaction; or out goes
The fire, and down the alembicks, and the furnace,
If they stay threescore minutes. The acqueity,
Terreity, and sulphureity,

Shall run together again, and all be annulled,
Thou wicked Ananias!

This will fetch them,

[Exit ANANIAS.

And make them haste towards their gulling more. A man must deal like a rough nurse, and fright Those, that are froward, to an appetite.

Enter FACE and DRUGGER.

Face. He's busy with his spirits; but we'll upon him.

Sub. How now? What mates, what baiards have we here?

Drug. My name!

Sub. That's his sign.

And here's now mystery and hieroglyphic!

Face. Abel, thou art made.

Drug. I do thank his worship.

When he can't live any longer here.
Face. How! to quarrel?

Drug. Yes, sir, to carry quarrels,

As gallants do; to manage them by line.
Face. 'Slid, Nab, the doctor is the only man
In Christendom for him.

Drug. Is he?

Face. He has made a table,
With mathematical demonstrations,
Touching the art of quarrels.
Drug. Has he?

Face. He will give him
An instrument to quarrel by.
Drug. Will he?

Face. Go, bring them both,

Him and his sister. And for thee, with her The doctor haply may persuade. Go to. Sha't give his worship a new damask suit

Face. What! dost deal, Nab?

Sub. I did tell you, captain.

VOL. II.

Sub. Oh, good captainFace. He shall:

F

I do not like the man. He is a Heathen,

And speaks the language of Canaan, truly.

Trib. I think him a prophane person, indeed. Ana. Let us call on him, then.

Trib. The motion's good,

From east to west; and whose tradition Is not from men, but spirits.

Ana. I hate traditions:

I do not trust them

Trib. Peace.

Ana. They are popish, all.

I will not peace. I will not-
Trib. Ananias!

Ana. Please the profane, to grieve the godly.

I

may not.

Sub. Well, Ananias, thou shalt overcome.

Trib. It is an ignorant zeal, that haunts him, sir: But, truly, else, a very faithful brother.

Sub. Has he a competent sum there i' the bag,

within.

Art thou returned? Nay, then, it goes down yet.
Trib. Sir, be appeased; he is come to humble
Himself in spirit, and ask your patience,
If too much zeal hath carried him aside
From the due path.

Sub. Why, this doth qualify.

Trib. The brethren had no purpose, verily, To give you the least grievance; but are ready To lend their willing hands to any project The spirit and you direct.

Sub. This qualifies more.

Trib. And for the orphans' goods, let them be valued,

Or what is needful else to the holy work,
It shall be numbered. Here, by me, the saints
Throw down their purse before you.

Sub. This qualifies most !

Why, thus it should be; now you understand. Have I discovered so unto you of our stone, And of the good that it shall bring your cause? Nature's miracle,

The divine secret, that doth fly in clouds

And must for charity and conscience sake,
Now see the most be made for my poor orphans:
Though I desire the brethren too, good gainers.
There they are within. When you have viewed
and bought them,

And ta'en the inventory of what they are,
They are ready for projection; there's no more
To do; cast on the medicine, so much silver
As there is tin there, so much gold as brass,
I'll give't you in by weight.

Trib. But how long time,

Sir, must the saints expect yet?

Sub. Let me see

How's the moon now? Eight, nine, ten days

hence,

I know him of old.

Sub. Oh, but to have gulled him,

Had been a mastery.

Face. Let him go, black boy!

To furnish household.

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 the intelligence in a paper here,

thee.

For Surly, I ha' my flies abroad. Your bath
Is famous, Subtle, by my means. Sweet Dol,
You must go tune your virginal: no losing
O' the least time. And do you hear? His great
Verdugoship has not a jot of language:
So much the easier to be cozened, my Dolly;
He will come here in a hired coach, obscure,
And our own coachman, whom I have sent to

guide;

'Slight, here are more!

Abel, and, I think, the angry boy, the heir,

That fain would quarrel.

Sub. And the widow?
Face. No;

Not that I see. Away,

[Exeunt SUBTLE and DOL.

O, sirs, you are welcoine!

Enter DAPPER, DRUGGER, and KASTRIL.

The doctor is within, moving for

you.

I have had the most ado to win him to it.
He swears you'll be the darling of the dice,
Dap. Shall see her grace?

Face. See her, and kiss her too-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 Kastril,

I have brought to see the doctor.

Face. Where's the widow?

[Whispers.

Drug. Sir, as he likes, his sister (he says) shall come.

Face. Ob, is it so?

Upon fit terms.

Face. It seems, sir, you are but young
About the town, that can make that a question.
Kas. Sir, not so young, but I have heard some
speech

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 in 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

Face. Yes, in oblique, he'll shew you, or in

circle,

But never in diameter. I'll tell you his method: First, he will enter you at some ordinary.

Kas. No, I'll come not there. You shall don me.

Face. For why, sir?

Kas. There's gaming there, and tricks.
Face. Why, would you be

A gallant, and not game?

Kas. Aye, 'twill spend a man.

par.

Face. Spend you! it will repair you, 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. Aye, forty thousand.

Here's a young gentleman

Is born to nothing, forty marks a year,
Which I count nothing. He is to be initiated,
And have a fly o' the doctor. He will win you,
By irresistible 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,

And then for making matches for rich widows,
Young gentlewomen, heirs, the fortunatest man!
He's sent to, far and near, all over England,
To have his counsel, and to know their fortunes.
Kas. Adzooks! my sister shall see him.
Face. I'll tell you, sir,
What he did tell me of Nab.
It's a strange thing;

(By the way, you must eat no cheese, Nab; it breeds melancholy,

And that same melancholy breeds worms) but pass it;

He told me, honest Nab, he was ne'er at tavern
But once in's life!

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

Drug. Could he tell you that too?
Face. How should I know it?

Drug. In troth, I'll tell you the whole story :
We had been a shooting,

And had a piece of fat ram mutton to supper,
That lay so heavy o' my stomach-

Face. And he has no head

To bear any wine: for what with the noise of the fidlers,

And care of his shop; for he dares keep no ser

vant