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Scene IIII.

To them.
Diaphanous. Palate.
Dia.
I tell thee Parson, if I get her, reckon
Thou hast a friend in Court; and shalt command
A thousand pound, to goe on any errand,
For any Church preferment thou hast a mind too.

Pal.
I thanke your worship: I will so worke for you,
As you shall study all the wayes to thanke me:
Ile worke my Lady, and my Ladies friends;
Her Gossip, and this Doctor; and Squire Needle,
And Mr. Compasse, who is all in all:
The very Fly shee moves by: Hee is one
That went to Sea with her husband, Sir Iohn Loadstone,
And brought home the rich prizes: all that wealth
Is left her; for which service she respects him:
A dainty Scholler in the Mathematicks;
And one shee wholly imployes. Now Dominus Practise
Is yet the man (appointed by her Ladiship)
But there's a trick to set his cap awry:
If I know any thing; hee hath confest
To me in private, that hee loves another,
My Ladies woman, Mrs. Pleasance: therefore
Secure you of Rivalship.

Dia.
I thanke thee
My noble Parson: There's five hundred pound
Waites on thee more for that.

Pal.
Accoast the Neice:
Yonder shee walkes alone: Ile move the Aunt:
But here's the Gossip: shee expects a morsell.
Ha' you nere a Ring, or toy to throw away?

Dia.
Yes, here's a Diamont of some threescore pound,
I pray you give her that.

Pal.
If shee will take it.

Dia.
And there's an Emerauld, for the Doctor too:
Thou Parson, thou shalt coine me: I am thine.

Pal.
Here Mr. Compasse comes: Doe you see my Lady?
And all the rest? how they doe flutter about him!
Hee is the Oracle of the house, and family!
Now, is your time: goe nick it with the Neice:
I will walke by; and hearken how the Chimes goe.