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Scaena I.
Enter Philippo and 2. Host.Phil.
Mine Host, is that apperrel got ye spoke of?
Ye shall have ready money.
2. Host.
'Tis come in Sir, he has it on Sir,
And I think't will be fit, and o' my credit
'Twas never worn but once Sir, and for necessity
Pawnd to the man I told ye of.
Phil.
Pray bargain for it,
And I will be the pay-master.
2. Host.
I will Sir.
Phil.
And let our meat be ready when you please,
I mean as soon.
2. Host.
It shall be presently.
Phil.
How far stands Barcellona?
2. Host.
But two leagues off Sir,
You may be there by three a clock.
Phil.
I am glad on't.
Exeunt.
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