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Thor. I cry you mercy, sir, I understood you not.
Car. I like. young Frank well, so does my Susan too; the girl has a fancy to him, which makes me ready in my purse. There be other suitors within, that make much noise to little purpose. If Frank love Sue, Sue shall have none but Frank : 'tis a mannerly girl, master Thorney, though but an homely man's daughter; there have worse faces looked out of black bags, man.
Thor. You speak your mind freely and honestly. I marvel my son comes not; I am sure he will be here some time to-day.
Car. To-day or to-morrow, when he comes he shall be welcome to bread, beer, and beef, yeoman's fare; we have no kickshaws : full dishes, whole belly-fulls. Should I diet three days at one of the slender city-suppers, you might send me to Barber-Surgeon's hall the fourth day, to hang up for an anatomy.--Here.come they that
Enter WARBECK with SUSAN, SOMERTON with
How now, girls! every day play-day with you? Valentine's day, too, all by couples? Thus will young folks do when we are laid in our graves, master Thorney; here's all the care they take. And how do you find the wenches, gentlemen ? have they any mind to a loose gown and a strait shoe? Win 'em and wear 'em; they shall choose for themselves by my consent. War. You speak like a kind father. Sue, thou
hear'st The liberty that’s granted thee; what sayest thou? Wilt thou be mine?
Sus. Your what, sir? " I dare swear
Sus. You are studied,
War. By the honour of gentility-
Prevail above all oaths you can invent.
War. By this white hand of thine-
Sus. Take a false oath!
War. Dost thou despise me?
Car. Let them talk on, master Thorney; I know Sue's mind. The fly may buzz about the candle, he shall but singe his wings when all's done; Frank, Frank is he has her heart.
Som. But shall I live in hope, Kate ?
Kath. Better so,
Som. Perhaps thou think’st it is thy portion I level at: wert thou as poor in fortunes As thou art rich in goodness, I would rather Be suitor for the dower of thy virtues, Than twice thy father's whole estate; and, pri
Kath. Master Somerton,
presume you to deserve.
Kath. I shall find time to try you.
Som. Do, Kate, do;
Car. Warbeck and Sue are at it still. I laugh to myself, master Thorney, to see how earnestly he beats the bush, while the bird is flown into another's bosom. A very unthrift, master Thorney; one of the country roaring-lads : we have such as well as the city, and as arrant rake-hells as they are, though not so nimble at their prizes of wit. Sue knows the rascal to an hair's-breadth, and will fit him accordingly.
Thor. What is the other gentleman?
Car. One Somerton; the honester man of the two, by five pound in every stone-weight. A civil fellow; he has a fine convenient estate of
land in West-ham, by Essex: master Ranges, that dwells by Enfield, sent him hither. He likes Kate well; I may
I think she likes him as well: if they agree, I'll not hinder the match for my part. But that Warbeck is such another ---I use him kindly for master Somerton's sake; for he came hither first as a companion of his : honest men, master Thorney, may fall into knaves' company now and then.
War. Three hundred a year jointure, Sue.
Sus. Where lies it!
War. Do I look like a captain ?
Sus. Not a whit, sir. Should all that use the seas be reckon'd cap
tains, There's not a ship should have a scullion in her To keep her clean.
War. Do you scorn me, mistress Susan?
War. Wilt be angry, wasp?
Car: God-a-mercy, Sue! she'll firk him on my life, if he fumble with her.
? As stale to your fond wanton loose discourse :) i.e. as a pretence, a stalking-horse, under cover or which you may vent your licentious language, &c. Be civil, in the next line, means,
-assume the manners of decent, cultivated society.
Master Francis Thorney, you are welcome indeed; your father expected your coming. How does the right worshipful knight, Sir Arthur Clarington, your master ?
Frank. In health this morning. Sir, my duty.
[Aside. Sus. You must excuse me.
Frank. Virtuous mistress Susan. Kind mistress Katherine.
Gentlemen, to both Good time o'th' day.
Som. The like to you.
War. 'Tis he: A word, friend. (Aside to Som.) On my life, this
is the man Stands fair in crossing Susan's love to me. Som. I think no less; be wise and take no notice
Som. Prithee, friend, no more.
Car. Gentlemen all, there's within a slight dinner ready, if you please to taste of it. Master Thorney, master Francis, master Somerton! Why, girls! what, huswives ! will you spend all