I will, sir.

God in heaven knows.

Yes, I know. But that follows not.

That follows not necessary by force of argument, that you, being licentiates, should stand upon: therefore acknowledge your error and be attentive.

Have you any witness on't?

Ask my fellows if I be a thief.

Yes, sir, I will tell you; yet if you were not dunces, you would never ask me such a question; for is not he corpus naturale? and is not that mobile? then wherefore should you ask me such a question? But that I am by nature phlegmatic, slow to wrath, and prone to lechery (to love, I would say), it were not for you to come within forty feet of the place of execution, although I do not doubt to see you both hanged the next sessions. Thus having triumphed over you, I will set my countenance like a Precisian, and begin to speak thus:—Truly, my dear brethren, my master is within at dinner, with Valdes and Cornelius, as this wine, if it could speak, [30 would inform your worships; and so the Lord bless you, preserve you, and keep you, my dear brethren, my dear brethren.

Sirrah, boy, come hither.

Tell me, sirrah, hast thou any comings in?

Alas, poor slave! see how poverty jesteth in his nakedness! the villain is bare and out of service, and so hungry that I know he would give his soul to the Devil for a shoulder of mutton, though it were blood-raw.

Well, wilt them serve us, and I'll make thee go like Qui mihi discipulus?

No, sirrah;in beaten silk and stavesacre.

Sirrah, I say in stavesacre.

So thou shalt, whether thou beest with me or no. But, sirrah, leave your jesting, and bind yourself presently unto me for seven years, or I'll turn all the lice about thee into familiars, and they shall tear thee in pieces.

Well, do you hear, sirrah? Hold, take these guilders.

Why, French crowns.

Why, now, sirrah, thou art at an hour's warning, whensoever and wheresoever the Devil shall fetch thee.

Truly I'll none of them.

Bear witness I gave them him.

Well, I will cause two Devils presently to fetch thee away—Baliol and Belcher.

Baliol and Belcher! Spirits, away! [Exeunt Devils.

Well, sirrah, follow me.

I will teach thee to turn thyself to anything; to a dog, or a cat, or a mouse, or a rat, or anything.

Well, sirrah, come.

How! Baliol and Belcher!

Villain—call me Master Wagner, and let thy left eye be diametarily fixed upon my right heel, with quasi vestigias nostras insistere.

Sir, the Duke of Vanholt doth earnestly entreat your company.