[SEIZES SUBTLE AS HE IS RETIRING.]
-- Nay, sir, you must tarry,
Though he be scaped; and answer by the ears, sir.
[RE-ENTER FACE, WITH KASTRIL.]
FACE. Why, now's the time, if ever you will quarrel
Well, as they say, and be a true-born child:
The doctor and your sister both are abused.
KAS. Where is he? which is he? he is a slave,
Whate'er he is, and the son of a whore. -- Are you
The man, sir, I would know?
SUR. I should be loth, sir,
To confess so much.
KAS. Then you lie in your throat.
SUR. How!
FACE [TO KASTRIL]. A very errant rogue, sir, and a cheater,
Employ'd here by another conjurer
That does not love the doctor, and would cross him,
If he knew how.
SUR. Sir, you are abused.
KAS. You lie:
And 'tis no matter.
FACE. Well said, sir! He is
The impudent'st rascal --
SUR. You are indeed: Will you hear me, sir?
FACE. By no means: bid him be gone.
KAS. Begone, sir, quickly.
SUR. This 's strange! -- Lady, do you inform your brother.
FACE. There is not such a foist in all the town,
The doctor had him presently; and finds yet,
The Spanish count will come here.
[ASIDE.]
-- Bear up, Subtle.
SUB. Yes, sir, he must appear within this hour.
FACE. And yet this rogue would come in a disguise,
By the temptation of another spirit,
To trouble our art, though he could not hurt it!
KAS. Ay,
I know -- Away,
[TO HIS SISTER.]
you talk like a foolish mauther.
SUR. Sir, all is truth she says.
FACE. Do not believe him, sir.
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