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s he, quoth you? God keepe him abroad: Lord blesse me, who knocks there? For Gods sake step into the Counting-house, 30 While I go see whose at doore. _He steps into the Counting-house._ What _Iohn Rugby_, _Iohn_, Are you come home sir alreadie? _And she opens the doore._ _Doct._ _I_ begar _I_ be forget mine oyntment, Where be _Iohn Rugby?_ 35 _Enter _Iohn_._ _Rug._ Here sir, do you call? _Doct._ _I_ you be _Iohn Rugbie_, and you be _Iack Rugby_ Goe run vp met your heeles, and bring away De oyntment in the vindoe present: Make haste _Iohn Rugbie_. O _I_ am almost forget 40 My simples in a boxe in de Counting-house: O {I}eshu vat be here, a deuella, a deuella? My Rapier _Iohn Rugby_, Vat be you, vat make You in my Counting-house? _I_ tinck you be a teefe. 45 _Quic._ {I}eshu blesse me, we are all vndone. _Sim._ O Lord sir no: _I_ am no theefe, _I_ am a Seruingman: My name is _Iohn Simple_, _I_ brought a Letter sir From my M. _Slender_, about misteris _Anne Page_ 50 Sir: {I}ndeed that is my comming. _Doct._ _I_ begar is dat all? _Iohn Rugby_ giue a ma pen An {I}nck: tarche vn pettit tarche a little. _The Doctor writes._ _Sim._ O God what a furious man is this? _Quic._ Nay it is well he is no worse: 55 _I_ am glad he is so quiet. _Doc._ Here giue that same to sir _Hu_, it ber ve chalenge Begar tell him _I_ will cut his nase, will you? _Sim._ _I_ sir, {I}le tell him so. _Doc._ Dat be vell, my rapier _Iohn Rugby_, follow may. 60 _Exit Doctor._ _Quic._ Well my friend, _I_ cannot tarry, tell your Maister {I}le doo what I can for him, And so farewell. _Sim._ Marry will I, I am glad I am got hence. _Exit omnes._ NOTES: SCENE IV 24: _and_] _if._ 26: _who_] _hoe._ 31: _doore_] _the doore._ _Enter Mistresse _Page_, reading of a Letter._ [SC. V.] _Mis. Pa._ Mistresse Page _I_ loue you. Ask me no reason, Because theyr impossible to alledge. Your faire, And _I_ am fat. You loue sack, so do _I_: As _I_ am sure _I_ haue no mind but to loue, So _I_ know you haue no hart but to grant 5 A souldier doth not vse many words where a knowe
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