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Enter to them Plotwell and Roseclap with Baneswright and Quartfield disguised.
VVar.
O Nephew welcome to my ransome; here
My house is made a new Erection; Gallants
Are brought in varied formes. Had I not lookt
By providence into that frame, These two
Had been conveighd for Night-peeces and Lantskips
Into my chast Brides chamber. Till now she took
And let her selfe out; now she will be able
To hire, and buy Offenders.

Plot.
J'le ease you, Sir.
We Two have made a full discovery of her.

Ros.
She's marri'd to another man, Sir.

War.
Good.
Nephew thou art my blessed Angell: who
Are these two?

Plotw.
Two that will secure your Ships;
Sent by the Office. Seale you, Sir, Th'have brought
Th'Assurance with 'em.

War.
Nephew thou wert borne
To be my deare preserver

Plotw.
It is dutie, Sir,
To help you out with your misfortunes. Gentlemen,
Produce your Jnstruments. Uncle put your seale,
They subscribe seal & deliver interchangeably
And write your name here, they will doe the like
To the other parchment. So, now deliver.

War.
I doe deliver this as my Act and Deed.

Ban., Quart.
And we this as our Act and Deed.

Pl.
Pray Gentlemen
Be witnesse here. Vpon a doubtfull Rumour
Of two Ships wrackt as they return'd from Ormus,
My Uncle Covenants to give three parts
To have the fourth secured. And these two here
Sea. Ros. Br. New. subscribe as witnesses.
As Delegates of the Office, undertake
At that rate to assure them. Uncle now
Call forth the Saylor, and send for the Priest
Ent. Sale. & Cyph.
That married you.

War.
Look here they come.

Plot.
First then,
Not to afflict you longer, Uncle, since
We now are quit, know, all this was my project.

War.
How?

Plot.
Your two Ships are richly landed: if
You'l not believe me, here's the Saylor, who
Cyph. undisguises.
Transformd to Cypher, can tell you.

Cyp.
Tis very true, Sir.
I hired this travailing case of one oth' Sailors,
That came in one of 'em. They lie at Black-wall.
Troth I in pitty, Sir, to Mr Plotwell,
Thought it my duty to deceive you.

War.
Very well, Sir.
What are these Masquers too?

Plot.
Faith, Sir, these
Ex. Cyph. they undisguise.
Can change their formes too. They are two friends
Worth threescore thousand pound, Sir, to my use.

War.
Baneswright, and Captain Quartfield!

Qu.
Nay old boy
Th'hast a good penny-worth on't. The jest is worth
Three parts of foure.

Ban.
Faith, Sir, we hope you'l pay
Tunnage and Poundage into th'bargaine.

War.
O
You are a precious Rogue, you ha preferr'd me
To a chast Lucrece, Sirrah.

Ban.
Your Nephew, Sir,
Hath married her with all her faults, They are
New come from Church.

War.
How?

Pl.
Wonder not, Sir, you
Were marri'd but in jest. Twas no Churchforme,
But a fine Legend out of Rablais.

Sal.
Troth
Salw. undisguises.
This reverend weed cast off, I'me a lay Poet,
And cannot marry unless't be in a Play,
In the fift Act, or so; and thats almost
Worne out of fashion too.

Ms Sea.
These are the two
That showd my sonne.

Ms Holl.
Lets have our mony back.

Plotw.
But Uncle for the Joynture, you have made her,
J hope you'l not retract. That and three parts
Of your two Sips, besides what you will leave
Us at your death, will make a pretty stock
For young beginners.

War.
Am I o'rereacht so finely?

Sea.
But are you married, Sir, in earnest?

Plot.
Troth,
We have not been abed yet, but may goe,
And no Law broken.

Sea.
Then I must tell you, Sir,
Y' have wronged me, and I look for satisfaction.

Plotw.
Why? I beseech you, Sir.

Sea.
Sir, were not you
Betrotht once to my daughter?

Ms Seath.
And did not I,
And Ms Holland help to make you sure?

Plot.
I doe confesse it.

Sea.
Beare witnesse, Gentlemen,
He doth confesse it.

Plot.
I'le sweare it too, Sir.

Sea.
Why
Then have you matcht this woman?

Plot.
Why? because
This is your Daughter, Sir, I'me hers by Conquest,
For this daies service.

Sea.
Ist possible I should
Be out in my own child so?

Ms Sea.
I told you husband.

Ms Scru.
Surely my spirit gave me it twas she.
And yet to see, now you have not your Wire,
Nor Citie Ruffe on, Mistresse Sue, how these
Clothes doe beguile. Jntruth I took you for
A Gentlewoman.

Sea.
Here be rare plots indeed.
Why how now, Sir, these young heads have outgone us.
Was my Sonne oth' plot too?

Plotw.
Faith, Sir, he
Is marryed too; I did strike up a wedding
Ent. Tim. Aut.
Between him and my sister, Pen. Look, Sir,
They come without their Maidenheads.

Sea.
Why this
Is better still. Now, Sir, you might have askt
Consent of Parents.

Tim.
Pray forgive me, Sir.
I thought I had match a Ladie, but she proves—

Sea.
Much better, Sir; I'de chide you as a Fish
But that your choice pleads for you.

Tim.
Mother pray
Salute my wife, and tell me if one may not
Lie with her lips; nay you too, Ms Holland;
You taught her to make Shirts and Bonelace; she's
Out of her time now.

Ms Holl.
I release her, Sir.

War.
I took your sister for a Ladie, Nephew.

Plot.
I kept her like one, Sir, my Temple scores
Went to maintaine the Title, out of hope
To gaine some great match for her, which you see
Is come to passe.

War.
Well, Mr Seathrift, things
Are just fallen out as we contrivd'em; I
Grieve not I am deceived. Believe me, Gentlemen,
You all did your parts well; twas carried cleanly;
And though I could take some things ill of you
Faire Mistresse, yet twas plot, and I forget it;
Lets in and make'em Portions.

Sea.
Lead the way, Sir.

Ban.
Pray stay a litle.

War.
More Revelations yet?

Ban.
I all this while have stood behinde the Curtaine;
You have a brother Sir, and you a father.

Plot.
If he doe live, I have.

Ban.
He in his time
Was held the wealthiest Merchant on th'Exchange.

War.
Tis true, but that his shipwracks broke him.

Ban.
And
The debt for which he broke I heare you have
Compounded.

Sea.
I am paid it.

Ban.
Then I thank you.

Baneswr. undisguises
War.
My brother Plotwell!

Ban.
Sonne I wish you joy.

Plot.
O my blest starres! my Father.

Ban.
And to you fayre Mistresse
Let it not breed repentance that I have,
For my security to scape your Father,
A while descended from my selfe to this
Unworthy shape. Now I can cast it off,
And be my true selfe. I have a ship which fame
Gave out for lost but just now landed too
Worth twenty thousand pounds towards your Match.

Sea.
Better and better still.

War.
VVell what was wanting
Unto our joyes and made these Nuptials
Imperfect. Brother you by your discovery
Enter Cypher.
Have fully added.

Cyph.
Sir, The two Sheriffs are
Within and have both brought their Wives.

War.
The Feast
Intended for my wedding shall be yours.
To which I adde may you so love, to say
When old, your time was but one Marriage Day.