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Scena. VI.
Dotario. Fido.Dot.
Then he is past hope?
Fid.
Hee has no sense of his misery, a strong stupidity, a
lethargy has possest him: his disease is infectious, it has
caught hold of his estate, & brought that into a consumption.
Dot.
No meanes to reclaime him?
Fid.
I know not what to apply, when remedies are hurtful,
giue him good counsell, and you poyson him.
Dot.
I would my brother had beene better advised, then
to giue his Land to a Prodigall.
Fid.
Fitter indeed the right Heire should haue had it: you
might doe well to turne your compassion upon him: a poore
iniur'd Gentleman, and stands equall in your blood.
Dot.
No Ile marry a wife, and get an heire of mine owne,
I haue made a motion to Master Littlegood the Vsurer, about
one of his daughters, and wee are partly agreed, I am going
to aske her good will in it.
Fid.
Looke you sir. Pray stand by, here hee comes with
his trayne.
Car.
Is it not well resolu'd Captaine?
Cap.
Yes by the soule of Hercules, tis a good foresight, to
sell all and prevent misfortunes. The world's full of uncertaineties:
Land may be barren, servants deceitfull, make money
I say, & what a man spends with his friends, shal ne're perish.
Lieu.
I say by the heart of valour, that man liues best at
ease, that has no money at all.
Car.
What shall he doe then Lieutenant?
Lieu.
By the faith of a souldier, for the exercise of his
wits hee may doe any thing: if all trades fayle he may turne
Pimpe, tis a noble profession to liue by, if he can performe
that office well, hee need aske no more of his Genius.
Capt.
Body of me, nor no better preferment.
Lieu.
As I am a sinner tis a good science, a mathematicall
mysterie of undermining holds, and when the breach is open,
be the first man that shall enter.
Car.
But I thinke there bee so many of them, they can
hardly liue one for an other.
Lieu.
As I am vertuous tis growne into credit, and you
haue very good men that study it. Good Knights and Squiers
that haue thriu'd by it.
Capt.
Stab me, what sullen Saturne is that, lookes so oblique
upon us, as I am Martiall I will confront his aspect.
Car.
Good Captaine be appeas'd, it is my Vncle, I can not
avoyd him: let me entreat your absence for a while, meet me
at the Horse-shooe.
Cap.
Fire of my blood you shall rule me: come Lieutenant.
Exeunt Cap. Lieu.
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