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Scæne 2.

Enter Antonio and his Servant.
Ant.
With all my jewels?

Ser.
All Sir.

Ant.
And that money
I left i'th' trunke?

Ser.
The Trunke broke, and that gone too.

Ant.
Franscisco of the plot?

Ser.
Gone with the wench too.

Ant.
The mighty poxe go with 'em: belike they thought
I was no man of this world, and those trifles
Would but disturbe my conscience.

Ser.
Sure they thought Sir,
You would not live to persecute 'em.

Ant.
Whore and Fidler,
Why, what a consort have they made? Hen and bacon?
Well my sweet Mistris, well good Madam martaile?
You that have hung about my neck, and lick't me,
I'le try how handsomely your Ladyship
Can hang upon a Gallowes, there's your Master-piece;
But harke ye Sirrah, no imagination
Bawd ready above.
Of where they should be?

Ser.
None Sir, yet we have search'd
All places we suspected; I beleeve Sir,
They have taken towards the Ports.

Ant.
Get me a conjurer,
One that can raise a water devill, I'le port 'em;
Play at duck and drake with my money? take heed Fidler;
I'le dance ye by this hand, your Fidle-sticke
I'le grease of a new fashion, for presuming
To medle with my degamboys: get me a Conjurer.
Enquire me out a man that lets out devils:
None but my C. Cliffe serve your turne?

Ser.
I know not—


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Ant.
In every street, Tom foole, any bleare-eyd people
With red heads, and flat noses can performe it;
Thou shalt know 'em by their half gowns & no breeches:
Mount my mare Fidler? ha boy? up at first dash?
Sit sure, I'le clap a nettle, and a smart one,
Shall make your filly firck: I will find Fidler,
I'le put you to your plundge boy: Sirrah meet me
Some two houres hence at home; In the meane time
Find out a conjurer and know his price,
How he will let his devils by the day out,
I'le have 'em, and they be above ground.
Exit Ant.

Ser.
Now blesse me,
What a mad man is this? I must do something
To please his humour: such a man I'le aske for,
And tell him where he is: but to come neare him,
Or have any thing to do with his don devills,
I thanke my feare, I dare not, nor I will not.

Exit.