coming! cry thief
again, and help to save all yet.

_Saint._ Stop thief, stop thief!

_Wood._ Thank you for your own sake; but I fear 'tis too late.

_Enter_ TRICKSY _and_ LIMBERHAM.

_Trick._ [_Entering._] The chest open, and Woodall discovered! I am
ruined.

_Limb._ Why all this shrieking, Mrs Saintly?

_Wood._ [_Rushing him down._] Stop thief, stop thief! cry you mercy,
gentleman, if I have hurt you.

_Limb._ [_Rising._] 'Tis a fine time to cry a man mercy, when you have
beaten his wind out of his body.

_Saint._ As I watched the chest, behold a vision rushed out of it, on
the sudden; and I lifted up my voice, and shrieked.

_Limb._ A vision, landlady! what, have we Gog and Magog in our
chamber?

_Trick._ A thief, I warrant you, who had gotten into the chest.

_Wood._ Most certainly a thief; for, hearing my landlady cry out, I
flew from my chamber to her help, and met him running down stairs, and
then he turned back to the balcony, and leapt into the street.

_Limb._ I thought, indeed, that something held down the chest, when I
would have opened it:--But my writings are there still, that's one
comfort.--Oh seignioro, are you here?

_Wood._ Do you speak to me, sir?

_Saint._ This is Mr Woodall, your new fellow-lodger.

_Limb._ Cry you mercy, sir; I durst have sworn you could have spoken
_lingua Franca_--I thought, in my conscience, Pug, this had been thy
Italian _merchanto_.

_Wood._ Sir, I see you mistake me for some other: I should be happy to
be better known to you.

_Limb._ Sir, I beg your pardon, with all my _hearto_. Before George, I
was caught again there! But you are so very like a paltry fellow, who
came to sell Pug essences this morning, that one would swear those
eyes, and that nose and mouth, belonged to that rascal.

_Wood._ You must pardon me, sir, if I do not much relish the close of
your compliment.

_Trick._ Their eyes are nothing like:--you'll have a quarrel.

_Limb._ Not very like, I confess.

_Trick._ Their nose and mouth are quite different.

_Limb._ As Pug says, they are quite different, indeed; but I durst
have sworn it had been he; and, therefore, once again, I demand your
_pardono_.

_Trick._ Come, let us go down; by this time Gervase has brought the
smith, and then Mrs Pleasance may have her chest. Please you, sir, to
bear us company.

_Wood._ At your service, madam.

_Limb._ Pray lead the way, sir.

_Wood._ 'Tis against my will, sir; but I must leave yo