Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 04 of 10

SCENE II.

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_Enter_ Antonio _and his Servant_.

_Ant._ With all my Jewels?

_Ser._ All, Sir.

_Ant._ And that mony I left i'th' trunk?

_Ser._ The Trunk broke, and that gone too.

_Ant._ _Francisco_ of the plot?

_Ser._ Gone with the wench too.

_Ant._ The mighty pox go with 'em: belike they thought I was no man of this world, and those trifles Would but disturb my conscience.

_Ser._ Sure they thought, Sir, You would not live to persecute 'em.

_Ant._ Whore and Fidler, Why, what a consort have they made! Hen and Bacon! Well my sweet Mistris, well good Madam mar-tail? You that have hung about my neck, and lick't me, I'le try how handsomely your Ladyship Can hang upon a Gallows, there's your Master-piece; But hark ye Sirrah, no imagination Of where they should be?

_Ser._ None, Sir, yet we have search'd All places we suspected; I believe, Sir, They have taken towards the Ports.

_Ant._ Get me a conjurer, One that can raise a water Devil, I'le port 'em; Play at duck and drake with my mony; take heed Fidler; I'le dance ye by this hand, your Fidle-stick I'le grease of a new fashion, for presuming To meddle with my degamboys: get me a Conjurer, Enquire me out a man that lets out Devils: None but my C. Cliffe serve your turn?

_Ser._ I know not--

_Ant._ In every street, _Tom_ fool, any blear-ey'd people With red heads, and flat noses can perform it; Thou shalt know 'em by their half Gowns and no Breeches: Mount my Mare Fidler? ha boy! up at first dash? Sit sure, I'le clap a nettle, and a smart one, Shall make your Filly firk: I will fine Fidler, I'le put you to your plunge, Boy: Sirrah meet me Some two hours hence at home; in the mean time Find out a conjurer and know his price, How he will let his Devils by the day out, I'le have 'em, and they be above ground. [_Ex._ Ant.

_Ser._ Now bless me, What a mad man is this! I must do something To please his humour: such a man I'le ask for, And tell him where he is: but to come near him, Or have any thing to do with his don Devils, I thank my fear, I dare not, nor I will not. [_Exit._