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ong them, My Mrs. will not scent them. _Crac_. Uncle, my friend, My martiall fellow is deficient In this ubiquitarie mettall, silver: You must impart. _Sir Geff_. This garter is not well tide, fellow: where Wert thou brought up? thou knowest not to tie A rose yet, knave: a little straiter: so, Now, tis indifferent. Who can say that I Am old now? _Bun_. Marry, that can I or any one which sees you. _Suc_. Death to my reputation! Sir, we are gent[lemen] and deserve regard: Will you not be responsible? _Sir Geff_. Alas, good Captaine, I was meditating how to salute my lady this morning. You have bin a traviler: had I best do it in the _Italian_ garbe or with a _Spanish_ gravity? your _French_ mode is grown so common every vintners boy has it as perfect as his _anon, anon, sir_. Hum, I must consider on it. _Crac_. Nay, but uncle, uncle, shall we have answeare concerning this mony, uncle? You must disburse; that is the souldiers phrase. You see this man; regard him. _Suc_. Death of vallor! I can hold no longer; I shall rise in wroth against him. _Crac_. Dee heare, Uncle? you must furnish him; he wilbe irefull presently, and then a whole bagg will not satisfie him; heele eate your gold in anger and drinke silver in great sack glasses. _Sir Geff_. Pox o'this Congee; 't shalbe thus, no thus; That writhing of my body does become me Infinitly. Now to begett an active Complement that, like a matins sung By virgins, may enchant her amorous ear. The _Spanish Basolas[63] manos_ sounds, methinks, As harsh as a Morisco kettledrum; The _French boniour_ is ordinary as their Disease: hees not a gent that cannot parlee. I must invent some new and polite phrases. _Crac_. Shall I have answeare yet, sir. _Sir Geff_. Pish, you disturbe me.--Gratulate her rest, Force an encomium on her huswifry For being up so early.--_Bunch_, where is my nephew? _Crac_. I have bin here this halfe hower and could not get answere. _Sir Geff_, To what, good nephew?--I was meditating a little seriously. _Crac_. Concerning this white earth. _Sir Geff_. Youde know the nature of it? If it be marle 'tis good to manure land; if clay, to make tobacco pipes. _Crac_. I meane mony. _Sir Geff_. O mony, Nephew: Ide thought youde learnd ith Citty How to use mony: here we do imploy it To purchase land and other necessaries. _Suc_. Infamy to fame and noble reputation! Old man, dost thou disdaine valour? I tell thee, Catterpillar
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