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Scæna [tertia] [Secunda]
Enter Wittworth in a N[[illeg.]]ight-cappAnd see Sr heere hee comes,—a lookes not ill,
All ioye,
Vnder:
And health Sr, with their faire continuance,
Witt:
Your Charitie as farr as words extend,
Is bountifull,
Vnder:
Our deeds shall second those,
Mount:
You are invited Sr,, by vs yor. ffriends,
(If you'le accept vs soe) vnto a secrett,
Which but receiu'd, and kept, wt hout a blemishe,
To your cleare Conscience, shall deliuer you vpp,
A benifitt, wc h your owne Crittick thought,
Cannot stile mercenary,
Witt:
If this be possible, from you, 'tis strange,
And for the miracle of't, I shall imbrace it,
Vnder:
Y'aue wiu'd my Orphant, yett her dower remaynes,
With vs, which nowe wee tender, on Conditions
As plausible, & gentle, as her thoughts,
Mount:
Nowe the Commissioners are heere to enter,
Where every Creditor appeares, & claymes,,
Things are debated, every man is heard,
Ours beinge the leadeinge debts, ye greatest sum̄es,
What wee shall nowe resolue, & there propose,
With a firme resolucōn, all the rest
Perforce, must yeild to,
Witt:
And what of this?
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Obserue a little Sr.,
Mount:
Wee will accept the thirds, of our due debts,
In present pay, or els wee will allowe,
Seaven yeares forbearance, soe as hee secure
The Principall intire: To th'one of theis,
Ther's two partes readie gaine, to th'other, more,
ffor Seaven yeares vse, makes vpp the sum̄e, compleate,
Vnder:
In liewe of this assistance, your full debt,
Even to day, with large acknowledgement,
Shall bee brought in,
Witt:
If I in Courte Consent, and there subscribe,
I doe confine my selfe, as well as they,
That are to suffer by't,
Mount:
A Comes,
[OMITTED]der:
Hee's ours,
[OMITTED]ount:
This gould ha[[illeg.]] subtle enterance,
[OMITTED]nder:
Sr,, nere doubt,
[OMITTED] Passe but your faith, & you shall straight possesse,
[OMITTED] Your debt is not the Twentith parte, I owe,
[OMITTED] Tho't bee in lesser parcells, many are
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And yett, ≼haps, neede moues mee not, my Neece
May share, a blessinge out on't;
Witt:
Lett a Curse,
Which our best prayers, may nere waue off, fall on,
When I consent, to be dishonest wy'e,
If this to any Cittie Creditor,
Of yor. owne Geing, had beene propos'd, then I
With all the rest had suffer'd, yor. smooth Cheate,
Is woven all soe phesable,—ffond men
Why chose yee mee,? I never was brought vpp,
Nor liu'd amongst you, longe enough,/ to Catch,
The Cancred, and blacke venomous, infection,
Of your foule dispositions—Troth I haue
A feeble Conscience, and a facultie
Noe wayes retentiue, in such Cases, I
Discover mischiefe, sooner, then make one,
Which you shall streight perceiue,
(exit
Vnder:
What sillie fellowes, are theis gent'?
Mount:
Has a Camera in his Conscience Sr.,
It is a meere disease, and not the man,
That vents thus, a true blade indeed, had bitt,
And swallowed, but see heere a comes with our,
Commissioners,
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