d seal, and make a forfeit of
Thy ears to the pillory--see, here's that will make
My interest clear.

[_Shows the Deed out of his Pocket._

Ha!--

_Lady A._ A fair skin of parchment!

_Wellb._ Indented, I confess, and labels too;
But neither wax nor words. How, thunderstruck!
Is this your precious evidence? Is this that makes
Your interest clear?

_Sir G._ I am o'erwhelmed with wonder!
What prodigy was this? what subtle devil
Hath raz'd out the inscription? the wax
Turn'd into dust,
Made nothing! do you deal with witches, rascal?
There's a statute for you which will bring
Your neck in a hempen circle;

[_Throws away the deed._

Yes there is.
And now 'tis better thought; for, cheater, know
This juggling shall not save you.

_Wellb._ To save thee,
Would beggar the stock of mercy.

_Sir G._ Marall?

_Mar._ Sir!

_Sir G._ Though the witnesses are dead,

[_Flattering him._

Your testimony.
Help with an oath or two; and for thy master,
Thy liberal master, my good honest servant,
I know you will swear any thing, to dash
This cunning slight: besides, I know thou art
A public notary, and such stands in law
For a dozen witnesses; the deed being drawn too
By thee, my careful Marall, and deliver'd
When thou wert present, will make good my title:
Wilt thou not swear this?

_Mar._ I! No, I assure you.
I have a conscience not sear'd up like yours;
I know no deeds.

_Sir G._ Wilt thou betray me?

_Mar._ Keep him
From using of his hands, I'll use my tongue
To his no little torment.

_Sir G._ My own varlet
Rebel against me?

_Mar._ Yes, and unease you too.
The idiot! the patch! the slave! the booby!
The property fit only to be beaten
For your morning exercise? your football, or
Th'unprofitable lump of flesh, your drudge,
Can now anatomize you, and lay open
All your black plots; level with the earth
Your hill of pride, and shake,
Nay pulverize, the walls you think defend you.

_Lady A._ How he foams at the mouth with rage!

_Sir G._ O, that I had thee in my gripe, I would tear thee
Joint after joint!

_Mar._ I know you are a tearer.
But I'll have first your fangs pared off; and then
Come nearer to you; when I have discover'd,
And made it good before the judge what ways
And devilish practices you us'd to cozen with.

_Wellb._ [_Keep between them._] All will come out.

_Sir G._ But that I will live, rogue, to torture thee,
And make thee wish, and kneel in vain to die;
I play the fool, and