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Scene V.

Preamble. Metaphore. Tub. Awdrey.
Pre.
Nay, doe it quickly, Miles; why shak'st thou man?
Speake but his name: Ile second thee my selfe.

Met.
What is his name?

Pre.
Squire Tripoly or Tub.
Any thing—

Met.
Squire Tub, I doe arrest you
I' the Queenes Majesties name, and all the Councels.

Tub.
Arrest me, Varlet?

Pre.
Keepe the peace I charge you.

Tub.
Are you there, Justice Bramble? where's your warrant?

Pre.
The warrant is directed here to me,
From the whole table; wherefore I would pray you
Be patient Squire, and make good the peace.

Tub.
Well, at your pleasure, Iustice. I am wrong'd:
Sirrah, what are you have arrested me?

Pre.
He is a Pursy'vant at Armes, Squire Tub.

Met.
I am a Pursy'vant, see, by my Coat else.

Tub.
Well Purs'yvant, goe with me: Ile give you baile.

Pre.
Sir he may take no baile. It is a warrant,
In speciall from the Councell, and commands
Your personall apearance. Sir, your weapon
I must require: And then deliver you
A Prisoner to this officer, Squire Tub.
I pray you to conceive of me no other,
Then as your friend, and neighbour. Let my person
Be sever'd from my office in the fact,
And I am cleare. Here Purs'yvant, receive him
Into your hands; And use him like a Gentleman.

Tub.
I thanke you Sir: But whither must I goe now?

Pre.
Nay, that must not be told you, till you come
Vnto the place assign'd by his instructions.
Ile be the Maidens Convoy to her father,
For this time, Squire.

Tub.
I thanke you Mr. Bramble.
I doubt, or feare, you will make her the ballance
To weigh your Justice in. Pray yee doe me right,
And lead not her, at least out of the way.
Justice is blind, and having a blind Guide,
She may be apt to slip aside.

Pre.
Ile see to her.

Tub.
I see my wooing will not thrive. Arrested!
As I had set my rest up, for a wife?
And being so faire for it, as I was.—. Well, fortune,
Thou art a blind Bawd, and a Beggar too,
To crosse me thus; and let my onely Rivall,
To get her from me? That's the spight of spights.
But most I muse at, is, that I, being none
O'th' Court, am sent for thither by the Councell!
My heart is not so light, as't was i' the morning.