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Scen. 7.
Pyth.Troth for this many aday there has not chanced
An accident more pleasant then this now;
To see the old man come in so mistaken:
'T was sport to me alone of all the rest,
Who knew the ground of th'eror. ha, ha, he.
Par.
What ist she laughes at?
Pyth.
I'm come forth to meete
With Parmeno, but where a Gods name is he?
Par.
Doos she seeke me?
Pyth.
See where he is, Ile to him
Par.
What newes with thee now Giglet?
Pyth.
Ha, ha, he.
Par.
What meanst thou? why this laughter? goest thou on?
Pyth.
Ha, ha, ha, he. Oh-oh-I burst, I faint
With laughing at thee.
Par.
Wherefore?
Pyth.
dost thou aske?
Vpon my troth I neuer in my life
Knew a more errand foole, nor euer shall.
Ha, ha, ha, he—it cannot be expressed
What pastime thou hast made vs yond' within:
And yet (good truth) at first I tooke thee for
A very wise and cunning pated fellow.
Par.
Why what's the matter?
Pyth.
What at the first dash
Oughtst thou to credit euery thing I said?
What didst thou thinke the braue exploit too little,
The rash youth ventred through thy setting on;
vnlesse thou further diddst discouer him
vnto his father? prithe, tell me one thing;
What thinkst thou Cherea thought, when now his father
Found him so fine drest in an Eunuchs habit?
How ist? seest thou yet, thou art ripe for hanging?
Par.
How? what saist thou pestilent queane, diddst lye then?
Pyth.
Ha, ha, ha, he.
Par.
And keep'st a laughing still too?
Thinkst thou tis such fine pastime (harlotrie)
To make a scorne of me?
Pyth.
ô yes; sport; sport a life.
Par.
I, if perchance thou carry't away, scotfree.
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Indeede la?
Par.
Ile crie quittance o' my credit.
Pyth.
Yes sure. We shall haue, time yet, Parmeno:
For thee, thou art to be truss'd vp presently;
Who fleshest heedlesse youth in vilanie
And then betraist him to discouerie,
Father and sonne will both make thee an example.
Par.
I am a dead man.
Pyth.
Looke you' this y'haue got now,
For the Eunuch you late vsherd home to vs.
Exit Pythias.
Farewell.
Par.
Vnluckie I am caught iust like a rat,
Trac'd by my noise, mine owne vnheedie chatt
Enter Thraso and Gnato.
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