Wee met at Merchants-Taylors-hall, at dinner, Needle Should have the thredding of his thred. Int. 'Tis true; 90 Rut. I'd have her statue cut, now in white marble. Act V. Scene VIII. Intereft. Bias. Rut. Palate. Int. My truest friend in Court, deare Mr. Bias; You heare o' the recovery of our Neice In fame, and credit? Bia. Yes, I have beene with her, And gratulated to her; but I am fory 5 To find the Author o' the fowle aspersion Here i' your company, this infolent Doctor. Int. You doe mistake him: He is cleare got off on't. A Goflips Jealousie first gave the hint. He drives another way, now, as I would have him. 10 Hee's a rare man, the Doctor, in his way. 15 H' has done the noblest cure here, i' the house. On a poore Squire, my fifters Taylor, Needle That talk'd in's sleepe; would walke to Saint John's wood, And Waltham Forreft, fcape by all the ponds, And pits i' the way; run over two-inch bridges; With his eyes fast, and i' the dead of night! Ile ha' you better acquainted with him. Doctor, Wife, powerfull Mr. Bias; pray you falute Rut. This is the Gentleman you brought to day, This rumour of her? Was it not Mr. Bias? Bia. Which I find Int. I' the first place. I stand to the old conditions. were. You have a brave occafion now, to crosse Through every roome; the Larders ha' beene fearch'd, The safety of Great Brittaine lyes not on't. You are content with the ten thousand pound, That's the condition here, afore the Doctor, 20 25 30 35 40 And your demand, friend Bias. Bia. It is Sir Moath. Enter Palate. Rut. Here comes the Parfon then, shall make all fure. 45 Int. Goe you with my friend Bias, Parfon Palate, Vnto my Neice; affure them wee are agreed. Pal. And Mrs. Compasse too, is found within. 44 Enter Palate. G Int. Where was she hid ? Pal. In an old Botle-house, 50 Where they scrap'd trenchers; there her mother had thrust her. Rut. You shall have time, Sir, to triumph on him, When this fine feate is done, and his Rud-Ironfide. Act V. Scene IX. Compalle. Pleafance. Lady. Ironfide. Practife. Com. Was ever any Gentlewoman us'd Pol. Pretending! Sir, I am her Mother, and chal lenge 5 A right, and power for what I have done. Com. Out, Hag. Thou that hast put all nature off, and woman : Vnto thee by the dead, as from the living: Chang'd the poore innocent Infants in their Cradles : 10 Defrauded them o' their parents, chang'd their names, Calling Placentia, Pleafance; Pleafance, Placentia. Pol. How knowes he this? Com. Abus'd the neighbour-hood; But most this Lady. Did'ft enforce an oath, To this poore woman, on a pious booke, 15 To keepe close thy impiety. Pol. Ha' you told this? Kee. I told it? no, he knowes it, and much more, As he's a cunning man. Pol. A cunning foole, 52 [Exeunt. G and Keep. G Act... &c.] Scene VI. Another Room in the Same. Enter Compass, lady Loadstone, Practice, Polish, Chair, 12 this? [Aside. G 15 [Aside to the Nurse. G If that be all. Com. But now to your true daughter, Pol. This's like all the rest of Mr. Compa/le. 20 Rut. Enter to them running, Rut. Helpe, helpe for Charity; Sir Moath Interest I' the Garden. A rope to fave his life. Com. How came he there? Rut. He thought to take possession of a fortune, That's nothing. Rut. I wifh'd you stay Sir till to morrow: And told you, It was no lucky houre: fince fixe a Clock All starres were retrograde. Lad. I' the name Gi' me thy hand good Needle: thou cam'st timely. 7 Enter sir Diapha Act... Rut.] Enter Rut running. G nous Silkworm, Ironside, Item, and Needle, leading in sir Moth Interest. G Bias. Placentia. Palate. 20 Take off my hood and coat. And let me shake Who bids God gi'hem joy? Here they both stand 25 Can tie 'hem. Rut. Wee all wish 'hem joy, and happi- Silk. I saw the Contract, and can witnesse it. Int. He shall receive ten thousand pounds to morrow. 3o I have but one Neice, verely Compasse. Varlet. Com. Ile find another. Varlet, doe your office. The Action's entred, 35 Five hundred thousand pound. Int. Heare you this, fifter? And hath your house the eares, to heare it too? And to refound the affront? Lad. I cannot stop The Lawes, or hinder Juftice. I can be Your Baile, if't may be taken. Com. With the Cap taines, 40 I aske no better. Rut. Here are better men, Will give their Baile. Com. But yours will not be taken, For a fuit of clothes, to th' Taylor, that dares trust you : 45 Varlet, You know my mind. Var. You must to prison, Sir, Vnlesse you can find Baile the Creditor likes. Int. I would faine find it, if you'd shew me where. 22 Enter Bias and Placentia. G 30 verely Compajle. verily [master] Compass. G 30 Enter a Serjeant. G |