Enter FACE, as butler.

Face. Sir, have you done?

Is it a marriage? perfect?
Love. Yes, my brain.

[sir.

Face. Off with your ruff and cloak then; be yourself, Sur. [without.] Down with the door.

Kas. [without.] 'Slight, ding it open.

Love. [opening the door.] Hold,

Hold, gentlemen, what means this violence?

MAMMON, SURLY, KASTRIL, ANANIAS, TRIBULATION, and Officers, rush in.

Mam. Where is this collier?

Sur. And my captain Face?

Mam. These day owls.

Sur. That are birding in men's purses.

Mam. Madam suppository,

Kas. Doxy, my suster.

Ana. Locusts,

Of the foul pit.

Tri. Profane as Bel and the dragon.

Ana. Worse than the grasshoppers, or the lice of Egypt.

Love. Good gentlemen, hear me. Are you officers, And cannot stay this violence?

1 Offi. Keep the peace.

Love. Gentlemen, what is the matter? whom do you seek?

Mam. The chemical cozener.

Sur. And the captain pander.

Kas. The nun my suster.

Mam. Madam Rabbi.

Ana. Scorpions,

And caterpillars.

Love. Fewer at once, I pray you.

2 Offi. One after another, gentlemen, I charge you,

By virtue of my staff.

Ana. They are the vessels

Of pride, lust, and the cart.

Love. Good zeal, lie still

A little while.

Tri. Peace, deacon Ananias.

[open;

Love. The house is mine here, and the doors are

If there be any such persons as you seek for,
Use your authority, search on o' God's name.
I am but newly come to town, and finding
This tumult 'bout my door, to tell you true,
It somewhat mazed me; till my man, here, fearing
My more displeasure, told me he had done
Somewhat an insolent part, let out my house
(Belike, presuming on my known aversion
From any air o' the town while there was sickness)
To a doctor and a captain: who, what they are
Or where they be, he knows not.

Mam. Are they gone?

Love. You may go in and search, sir. [MAMMON,
ANA., and TRIB. go in.] Here, I find

The empty walls worse than I left them, smoak'd.
A few crack'd pots, and glasses, and a furnace :
The ceiling fill'd with poesies of the candle,
And madam with a dildo writ o' the walls:
Only one gentlewoman, I met here,

That is within, that said she was a widow

Kas. Ay, that's my suster; I'll go thump her. Where

is she?

[Goes in.

Love. And should have married a Spanish count,

but he,

When he came to't, neglected her so grossly,

That I, a widower, am gone through with her.

Sur. How have I lost her then?

Love. Were you the don, sir?

Good faith, now, she does blame you extremely, and

says

;

You swore, and told her you had taken the pains
To dye your beard, and umbre o'er your face,
Borrowed a suit, and ruff, all for her love
And then did nothing, What an oversight,
And want of putting forward, sir, was this!
Well fare an old harquebuzier, yet,

Could prime his powder, and give fire, and hit,
All in a twinkling!

Re-enter MAMMON.

Mam. The whole nest are filed!

Love. What sort of birds were they !

Mam. A kind of choughs,

Or thievish daws, sir, that have pick'd my purse

Of eight score and ten pounds within these five weeks,
Besides my first materials; and my goods,

That lie in the cellar, which I am glad they have left,
I may have home yet.

Love. Think you so, sir?

Mam. Ay.

Love. By order of law, sir, but not otherwise.

Mam. Not mine own stuff!

Love. Sir, I can take no knowledge

That they are yours, but by public means.

If you can bring certificate that you were gull'd of them,
Or any formal writ out of a court,

That you did cozen your self, I will not hold them
Mam. I'll rather loose them.

Love. That you shall not, sir,

By me, in troth upon these terms, they are yours. What I should they have been, sir, turn'd into gold, all !

Mam. No,

I cannot tell-It may be they should-What then? Love. What a great loss in hope have you sustain'd! Mam. Not I, the common-wealth has.

Face. Ay, he would have built

The new city; and made a ditch about it

Of silver, should have run with cream from Hogsden;
That, every Sunday, in Moor-fields, the younkers,
And tits and tom-boys should have fed on, gratis.
Mam. I will go mount a turnip-cart, and preach
The end of the world, within these two months. Surly,
What in a dream?

Sur. Must I needs cheat myself,

With that same foolish vice of honesty!

Come, let us go and hearken out the rogues:

That Face I'll mark for mine, if e'er I meet him.
Face. If I can hear of him, sir, I'll bring you word,
Unto your lodging; for in troth, they were strangers
I thought them honest as my self, sir.

To me,

[Exeunt MAM. and SUR.

Re-enter ANANIAS and TRIBULATION.

Tri. 'Tis well, the saints shall not lose all yet. Go,

And get some carts

Love. For what, my zealous friends?

Ana. To bear away the portion of the righteous

Out of this den of thieves.

Love. What is that portion?

Ana. The goods sometimes the orphan's, that the brethren

Bought with their silver pence.

Love. What, those in the cellar,

The knight Sir Mammon claims?

Ana. I do defy.

The wicked Mammon, so do all the brethren,

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Thou profane man! I ask thee with what conscience
Thou canst advance that idol against us,

That have the seal? were not the shillings number'd,
That made the pounds; were not the pounds told out,
Upon the second day of the fourth week,

In the eighth month, upon the table dormant,
The year of the last patience of the saints,
Six hundred and ten?

Love. Mine earnest vehement botcher,
And deacon also, I cannot dispute with you:
But if you get you not away the sooner,
I shall confute you with a cudgel.

Ana. Sir!

Tri. Be patient, Ananias.

Ana. I am strong.

And will stand up, well girt, against an host
That threaten Gad in exile.

Love. I shall send you

To Amsterdam to your cellar.
Ana I will pray there,

Against thy house: may dogs defile thy walls,
And wasps and hornets breed beneath thy roof,
This seat of falsehood, and this cave of cozenage!
[Exeunt ANA. and TRIB.

Enter DRUGGER.

Love. Another too?

Drug. Not I, sir, I am no brother.

Love. [beats him.] Away, you Harry Nicholas ! do

you talk?

Face. No, this was Abel Drugger.

And satisfy him; tell him all is done :

He staid too long a washing of his face.

[Exit DRUG.

[To the Parson.

Good sir, go,

The doctor, he shall hear of him at West-chester;