in, and lye
byth' Legend.
_Luc._ Say she should go.
_Short._ If I say, I'le be hang'd, or if I thought she would go.
_Luce._ What?
_Short._ I would go with her.
_Luce._ But _Shorthose_, where thy heart is?
_Isab._ Do not fright him.
_Luce._ By this hand Mistris 'tis a noise, a loud one too, and from
her own mouth, presently to be gone too, but why, or to what end?
_Short._ May not a man die first? she'l give him so much time.
_Isab._ Gone o'th' sudden? thou dost but jest, she must not mock
the Gentlemen.
_Luce._ She has put them off a month, th[e]y dare not see her,
believe me Mistris, what I hear I tell you.
_Isab._ Is this true, wench? gone on so short a warning! what trick
is this? she never told me of it, it must not be, sirra, attend me
presently, you know I have been a carefull friend unto you, attend me in
the Hall, and next be faithful, cry not, we shall not go.
_Short._ Her Coach may crack.
_Enter_ Valentine, Francisco, _and_ Lance.
_Val._ Which way to live! how darest thou come to town, to ask such
an idle question?
_Fran._ Me thinks 'tis necessary, unless you could restore that
Annuitie you have tipled up in Taverns.
_Val._ Where hast thou been, and how brought up _Francisco_,
that thou talkest thus out of _France_? thou wert a pretty fellow,
and of a handsom knowledge; who has spoiled thee?
_Lan._ He that has spoil'd himself, to make him sport, and by
Copie, will spoil all comes near him: buy but a Glass, if you be yet so
wealthy, and look there who?
_Val._ Well said, old Copihold.
_Lan._ My heart's good Freehold Sir, and so you'l find it, this
Gentleman's your Brother, your hopeful Brother, for there is no hope of
you, use him thereafter.
_Val._ E'ne as well as I use my self, what would'st thou have _Frank_?
_Fran._ Can you procure me a hundred pound?
_Lan._ Hark what he saies to you, O try your wits, they say you are
excellent at it, for your Land has lain long bedrid, and unsensible.
_Fran._ And I'le forget all wrongs, you see my state, and to what
wretchedness your will has brought me; but what it may be, by this
benefit, if timely done, and like a noble Brother, both you and I may
feel, and to our comforts.
_Val._ (A hundred pound!) dost thou know what thou hast said Boy?
_Fran._ I said a hundred pound.
_Val._ Thou hast said more than any man can justifie, believe it:
procure a hundred pounds! I say to thee there's no such sum in nature,
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