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tell Our plan to Master Bame?" Round the hushed room Went Kit, a pen and paper in his hand, Whispering each to read, digest, and sign, While Ben re-filled the glass of Master Bame. "And now," said Kit aloud, "what think you, lads? Shall he be told?" Solemnly one or two 'Gan shake their heads with "Safety! safety! Kit!" "O, Bame can keep a secret! Come, we'll tell him! He can advise us how a righteous man Should act! We'll let him share an he approve. Now, Master Bame,--come closer--my good friend, Ben Jonson here, hath lately found a way Of--hush! Come closer!--coining money, Bame." "Coining!" "Ay, hush, now! Hearken! A certain sure And indiscoverable method, sir! He is acquainted with one Poole, a felon Lately released from Newgate, hath great skill In mixture of metals--hush!--and, by the help Of a right cunning maker of stamps, we mean To coin French crowns, rose-nobles, pistolettes, Angels and English shillings." For one breath Bame stared at him with bulging beetle-eyes, Then murmured shyly as a country maid In her first wooing, "Is't not against the law?" "Why, sir, who makes the law? Why should not Bame Coin his own crowns like Queen Elizabeth? She is but mortal! And consider, too, The good works it should prosper in your hands, Without regard to red-deer pies and wine White as the Milky Way. Such secrets, Bame, Were not good for the general; but a few Discreet and righteous palms, your own, my friend, And mine,--what think you?" With a hesitant glance Of well-nigh child-like cunning, screwing his eyes, Bame laughed a little huskily and looked round At that grave ring of anxious faces, all Holding their breath and thrilling his blunt nerves With their stage-practice. "And no risk?" breathed Bame, "No risk at all?" "O, sir, no risk at all! We make the very coins. Besides, that part Touches not you. Yours is the honest face, That's all we want." "Why, sir, if you be sure There is no risk ..." "You'll help to spend it. Good! We'll talk anon of this, and you shall carry More angels in your pocket, master Bame, Than e'er you'll meet in heaven. Set hand on seal To this
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