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Scene. VII.

Pvg. Fitzdottrel. Ingine.
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Heere is one Ingine, Sir, desires to speake with you.

Fit.
I thought he brought some newes, of a broker! Well,
Let him come in, good Diuell: fetch him else.
O, my fine Ingine! what's th'affaire? more cheats?

Ing.
No Sir, the Wit, the Braine, the great Proiector,
I told you of, is newly come to towne.

Fit.
Where, Ingine?

Ing.
I ha'brought him (H'is without)
Ere hee pull'd off his boots, Sir, but so follow'd,
For businesses:

Fit.
But what is a Proiector?
I would conceiue.

Ing.
Why, one Sir, that proiects
Wayes to enrich men, or to make 'hem great,
By suites, by marriages, by vndertakings:
According as hee sees they humour it.

Fit.
Can hee not coniure at all?

Ing.
I thinke he can, Sir.
(To tell you true) but, you doe know, of late,
The State hath tane such note of 'hem, and compell'd 'hem,
To enter such great bonds, they dare not practice.

Fit.
'Tis true, and I lie fallow for't, the while!

Ing.
O, Sir! you'll grow the richer for the rest.

Fit.
I hope I shall: but Ingine, you doe talke
Somewhat too much, o'my courses. My Cloake-customer
Could tell mee strange particulars.

Ing.
By my meanes?

Fit.
How should he haue 'hem else?

Ing.
You do not know, Sr,
What he has: and by what arts! A monei'd man, Sir,
And is as great with your Almanack-Men, as you are!

Fit.
That Gallant?

Ing.
You make the other wait too long, here:
And hee is extreme punctuall.

Fit.
Is he a gallant?

Ing.
Sir, you shall see: He'is in his riding suit,
As hee comes now from Court. But heere him speake:
Minister matter to him, and then tell mee.