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Scene 1.

Letoy, Doctor.
Doct.
By all meanes,
And if your Play takes to my expectation,
As I not doubt my potion workes to yours,
Your fancy and my cure shall be cry'd up
Miraculous. O y'are the Lord of fancy.

Let.
I'm not ambitious of that title Sir,
No, the Letoy's are of Antiquity,
Ages before the fancyes were begot,
And shall beget still new to the worlds end.
But are you confident o' your potion doctor?
Sleeps the young man?

Doct.
Yes, and has slept these twelve houres,
After a thousand mile an houre out-right,
By sea and land; and shall awake anone
In the Antipodes.

Let.
Well Sir my Actors
Are all in readinesse; and I thinke all perfect,
But one, that never will be perfect in a thing
He studies; yet he makes such shifts extempore,
(Knowing the purpose what he is to speak to)
That he moves mirth in me 'bove all the rest.
For I am none of those Poeticke furies,
That threats the Actors life, in a whole play,
That addes a sillable, or takes away.
If he can frible through, and move delight
In others, I am pleas'd.

Doct.
It is that mimick fellow which your Lordship
But lately entertain'd.

Let.
The same.

Doct.
He will be wondrous apt in my affaire:
For I must take occasion to interchange,
Discourse with him sometimes amidst their Scenes,
T'informe my patient, my mad young travellor
In diverse matters.

Let.
Doe, put him to't: I use't my selfe sometimes.

Doct.
I know it is your way.

Let.
Well to the businesse.
Hast wrought the jealous Gentleman, old Ioylesse,
To suffer his wife to see our Comedy.

Doct.
She brings your Ring, my Lord, upon her finger,
And he brings her in's hand. I have instructed her
To spurre his jealousie of o'the legges.

Let.
And I will helpe her in't.

Doct.
the young distracted
Gentlewoman too, that's sicke of her virginity,
Yet knowes not what it is; and Blaze and's wife
Shall all be your guests to night, and not alone
Spectators, but (as we will carry it) Actor
To fill your Comicke Scenes with double mirth.

Let.
Go fetch 'hem then, while I prepare my Actors.
Ex. Doc.
Within there hoe?

Within. 1
This is my beard and haire.

Within. 2
My Lord appointed it for my part.

Within. 3
No, this is for you; and this is yours, this grey one.

Within. 4
Where be the foyles, and Targets for the women?

Within. 1
Here, can't you see?

Let.
What a rude coyle is there? But yet it pleases me.

Within. 1
You must not weare that Cloak and Hat.

Within. 2
Who told you so? I must.
In my first Scene, and you must weare that robe.

Let.
What a noyse make those knaves? come in one of you:
Are you the first that answers to that name?