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.