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Scæna [Septima] Sexta

Enter Vnder: & Mount.
Sly
Theis, bee the subtle Engineir's that walke,
In tenebris, and haue blowne vpp all such
As came within their Traine, [thou Tyraunt Neede]
[I must or starve, or basely serue, to feede,]
[exit Sly]

[Mount:]
[Theis are strange accidents as ere befell]
[Is Wittworth madd sa'yee, soe starke staringe madd]
[As you reporte him, and your Orphant lost]

[Vnder:]
[A tyrannous and sullen [and victorious] melancholy]
[Trivmph's in the surprise of all his sences]

[Mount.]
[Is Wittworth madd sa'ye? and your Orphant lost?]

[Vnder:]
She's fledd, soe are his braines, my subtle knave,
I ken, not care, not whether,

Mount:
Yo'are iocand Sr,

Vnd:
Troth Mountayne tis by fitts,
When I collect my selfe, I'me often troubled,
With the wynde Colleck in my Conscience,
It gripes mee shrewdly,

[OMITTED]Monut:
A full Purse you knowe,
[OMITTED] Makes a light heart, thinke but on that y'are eas'd,

Vnder:
Well said I vowe—who's heere my Servitour,
Nowe marke thy Cue,

(Enter the servingman in blacks
Serv:
I am not seene, I will obserue a little,

Vnder:
Oh mercye, mercye, mercye, gentle Sr.,
Pittie the Orphants, and the ffatherles,

Mount.
Audatious Bankerupt, shall I not regard,?
The Children of my loynes,? and familye,?
Before the wretched bratts, that thou hast made soe,?
Lett 'em begg younge, soe they'le make apt their sinewes,
T'allowe their Limbes, into a wreath'd Convultion,
Tell their misfortunes with a large addition
When to my doare they come, if they do't [not] handsome,
Ile give them double doale,

exit
Vnder:
What are you there?
I'me bound to curse you, eu'lastingly,
By your meanes all my fortunes are distroy'd,
Had not you brought before the greedie eye,
Of my insatiate Creditour, a som̄e
Which waide, at Levell, wt h his desperate debt,
I'ad putt him off, wt h words, and promises,
As longe time I had done, and not beene ruin'd,

Serv:
Is this then all the pittie I shall gett?

Vnder:
Is this then all the pittie I shall gett?