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SCEN. 5.

Trincalo. Ronca.
Tri.
Now I am grown a Gentleman, and a fine one,
I know't by th'kissing of my hands so courtly,
My courteous knees bend in so true distance
As if my foot walkt in a frame of purpose.
Thus I accost you: or thus sweet sir, your servant:
Nay, more your servants servant: that's your grand-servant.
I could descend from the top of Pauls to th'bottome,
And on each step strew parting complements,
Strive for a doore while a good Carpenter
Might make a new one. I am your shadow sir,
And bound to wait upon you yfaith I will not: pray sir, &c.
O brave Albumazar!

Ron.
Iust Æsops Crow, prink't up in borrowed feathers.

Tri.
My veins are fild with newnesse: O for a Chyrurgian
To ope this arme, and view my gentle bloud,
To try if't run two thousand pounds a yeere.
I feele my understanding is inlarg'd
With the rare knowledge of this latter age.
A sacred fury over-swayes me. Prime!
Deale quickly, play, discard, I set ten shillings six pence.
You see't? my rest, five and a fifty. Boy, more Cards.
And as thou go'st, lay out some roaring oaths
For me; Ile pay thee again with interest.
O brave Albumazar!

Ron.
How his imagination boyls, and works in all things
He ever saw or heard!

Tri.
At Gleek? content.
A mournnevall of Ases, Gleek of Knaves.
Iust nine a piece. Sir, my gray Barbary
'Gainst your dun Cow, three train sents and th'course,
For fifty pound; as I am a Gentleman
Ile meet next Cocking, and bring a Haggard with me
That stoops as free as lightning, strikes like thunder.
I lye? my reputation you shall heare on't.
O brave Albumazar!

Ron.
He'l grow stark mad I feare me.

Tri.
Now I know
I am perfectly transform'd my minde incites me
To challenge some brave fellow for my credit,
And for more safety, get some friend in private
To take the businesse up in peace and quiet.

Ron.
Signior Antonio?

Tri.
There's not a crum of Trincalo.
In all this frame, but the love of Armellina:
Wer't not for thee I'de travail, and home again
As wise as I went over.

Ron.
Signior Antonio? welcome ten thousand times:
Blest be the Heavens and Seas for your return.

Tri.
I thank you sir: Antonio is your servant,
I am glad to see you well. Fie, I kisse your hands: and thus accost you.

Ron.
This three months all your kindred, friends, and children,
Mourn'd for your death.

Tri.
And so they well might do,
For five dayes I was under water; and at length
Got up and spred my selfe upon a chest,
Rowing with arms, and stearing with my feet;
And thus in five dayes more got land: believe it
I made a most incredible escape,
And safe return from Barbary: at your service:

Ron.
Welcome ten thousand times from Barbary,
No friend more glad to see Antonio
Then I: nor am I thus for hope of gain;
But that I finde occasion to be gratefull
By your return. Do you remember sir,
Before you went, as I was once arrested,
And could not put in bayle; you passing by,
Lent me ten pound, and so discharg'd the debt?

Tri.
Yes, yes, as well as 'twere but yesterday.

Ron.
Oft have I waited at your house with money,
And many thanks: but you were still beyond Seas.
Now am I happy of this faire occasion
To testifie my honest care to pay you:
For you may need it.

Trin.
Sir, I do indeed,
Witnesse my treasure cast away by shipwrack.

Ron.
Here sir.

Tri.
Is the gold good, for mine was good I lent you:

Ron.

It was, and so is this. Signior Antonio, for this curtesie.
Call me your servant.

Tri.

Farwell good servant, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
I know not so much as his name! ten pounds? this change is better
then my birth: for in all the yeers of my yeomanry I could never
yoake two crownes, and now I have hoarded ten faire twenty
shilling pieces. Now will I go to this Astrologer, and hire him
turn my Cart to a Caroch, my foure Iades to two Dutch Mares,
my Mistris Armellina to a Lady, my Plow-boy Dick to two guarded
foot-men: then will I hurry my self into the Mercers Books,
weare rich clothes, be call'd Tony by a great man, sell my lands,
pay no debts, hate Citizens, and beat Serjants: and when all fails,
sneake out of Antonio with a two-peny Looking-glasse, and turne
as true Trincalo as ever.