Yes, sir.
SUB. Gleek and primero; and what you get, be true to us.
DAP. By this hand, I will.
SUB. You may bring's a thousand pound
Before to-morrow night, if but three thousand
Be stirring, an you will.
DAP. I swear I will then.
SUB. Your fly will learn you all games.
FACE [WITHIN]. Have you done there?
SUB. Your grace will command him no more duties?
DOL. No:
But come, and see me often. I may chance
To leave him three or four hundred chests of treasure,
And some twelve thousand acres of fairy land,
If he game well and comely with good gamesters.
SUB. There's a kind aunt! kiss her departing part. --
But you must sell your forty mark a year, now.
DAP. Ay, sir, I mean.
SUB. Or, give't away; pox on't!
DAP. I'll give't mine aunt. I'll go and fetch the writings.
[EXIT.]
SUB. 'Tis well -- away!
[RE-ENTER FACE.]
FACE. Where's Subtle?
SUB. Here: what news?
FACE. Drugger is at the door, go take his suit,
And bid him fetch a parson, presently;
Say, he shall marry the widow. Thou shalt spend
A hundred pound by the service!
[EXIT SUBTLE.]
Now, queen Dol,
Have you pack'd up all?
DOL. Yes.
FACE. And how do you like
The lady Pliant?
DOL. A good dull innocent.
[RE-ENTER SUBTLE.]
SUB. Here's your Hieronimo's cloak and hat.
FACE. Give me them.
SUB. And the ruff too?
FACE. Yes; I'll come to you presently.
[EXIT.]
SUB. Now he is gone about his project, Dol,
I told you of, for the widow.
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