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Scæna Quarta.

Enter Carazie, Manto, Gazet.
Carazie.
They are priuate to their wishes,

Mant.
Doubt it not.

Gaz.
A prettie structure this! a court doe you call it?
Valted and arch'd: O heere has beene old iumbling
Behind this arras.

Car.
Prethee let's haue some sport,
With this fresh Codshead.

Manto.
I am out of tune,
But doe as you please. My conscience. tush the hope
Of liberty throwes that burthen off,
I must goe watch, and make discouery.

Exit.
Cara.
He's musing,
And vvill talke to himselfe, he cannot hold,
The poore foole's rauish'd.

Gazet.
I am in my masters clothes,
They fit me to a hayre too, let but any
Indifferent gamester measure vs inch, by inch,
Or vvaigh vs by the standard, I may passe
I haue beene prou'd, and prou'd againe, true mettall.

Car.
How he suruayes himselfe.

Gaz.
I haue heard that some
Haue fool'd themselues at Court into good fortunes,
That neuer hop'd to thriue by wit in the City,
Or honesty in the Countrey. If I doe not
Make the best laugh at me. Ile weepe for my selfe,
If they giue me hearing. Tis resolu'd I'll trie
What may be done. By your fauour sir, I pray you
Were you borne a Courtier?

Cara.
No sir, vvhy doe you aske?

Gaz.
Because I thought that none could be preferd,
But such as were begot there.

Car.
O sir! many, and howsoere you are a Citizen borne,
Yet if your mother vvere a handsome vvoman,
And euer long'd to see a Maske at Court,
It is an euen lay but that you had
A Courtier to your Father; and I thinke so;
You beare your selfe so sprightly.

Gaz.
It may be,
But pray you sir, had I such an itch vpon me
To change my coppy, is there hope a place
May be had heere for money?

Car.
Not without it
That I dare vvarrant you.

Gaz.
I haue a pretty stocke,
And vvould not haue my good parts vndiscouer'd,
What places of credit are there?

Car.
There's your Beglerbeg.

Gaz.
By no meanes that, it comes to neere the begger
And most prooue so that come there.

Car.
Or your Sanzacke.

Gaz.
Saus-iacke fie none of that.

Car.
Your Chiaus.

Gaz.
Nor that.

Car.
Chiefe Gardiner.

Gaz.
Out vpon't,
Twill put me mind my Mother was an herb-woman,
What is your place I pray you?

Car.
Sir an Euenuch.

Gaz.
An Euenuch! very fine, I faith, an Euenuch!
And what are your employments? neate and easie.

Car.
In the day I waite on my Lady when she eates,
Carry her pantophles, beare vp her trayne
Sing her asleepe at night, and when she pleases
I am her bedfellow.

Gaz.
How? her bedfellow,
And lye with her?

Car.
Yes, and lye with her.

Gaz.
O rare!
Ile be an Eunuch, though I sell my shop sor't
And all my wares.

Car.
It is but parting with
A precious stone or two. I know the price on't.

Gaz.
Ile part with all my stones, and vvhen I am
An Eunuch, Ile so tosse and towse the Ladies;
Pray you helpe me to a chapman.

Car.
The court Surgion
Shall doe you that fauour.

Gaz.
I am made! an Eunuch!

Enter Manto.
Manto.
Carazie, quit the roome.

Car.
Come sir, wee'll treat of
Your businesse further.

Gaz.
Excellent! an Eunuch!

Exeunt.