wait on.

_Val._ Thou art passionate, hast thou been brought up with Girls?

_Enter_ Shorthose _with a bag_.

_Short._ Rest you merry, Gentlemen.

_Val._ Not so merry as you suppose, Sir.

_Short._ Pray stay a while, and let me take a view of you, I may
put my Spoon into the wrong Pottage-pot else.

_Val._ Why, wilt thou muster us?

_Short._ No, you are not he, you are a thought too handsome.

_Lan._ Who wouldst thou speak withal, why dost thou peep so?

_Short._ I am looking birds nests, I can find none in your bush
beard, I would speak with you, black Gentleman.

_Fran._ With me, my friend?

_Short._ Yes sure, and the best friend, Sir, it seems you spake
withal this twelve-month, Gentleman, there's money for you.

_Val._ How?

_Short._ There's none for you, Sir, be not so brief, not a penny;
law how he itches at it, stand off, you stir my colour.

_Lan._ Take it, 'tis money.

_Short._ You are too quick too, first be sure you have it, you seem
to be a Faulkoner, but a foolish one.

_Lan._ Take it, and say nothing.

_Short._ You are cozen'd too, 'tis take it, and spend it.

_Fran._ From whom came it, Sir?

_Short._ Such another word, and you shall have none on't.

_Fran._ I thank you, Sir, I doubly thank you.

_Short._ Well, Sir, then buy you better Cloaths, and get your Hat
drest, and your Laundress to wash your Boots white.

_Fran._ Pray stay Sir, may you not be mistaken.

_Short._ I think I am, give me the money again, come quick, quick,
quick.

_Fran._ I would be loth to render, till I am sure it be so.

_Short._ Hark in your ear, is not your name _Francisco_?

_Fran._ Yes.

_Short._ Be quiet then, it may Thunder a hundred times, before such
stones fall: do you not need it?

_Fran._ Yes.

_Short._ And 'tis thought you have it.

_Fran._ I think I have.

_Short._ Then hold it fast, 'tis not fly-blown, you may pay for the
poundage, you forget your self, I have not seen a Gentleman so backward,
a wanting Gentleman.

_Fran._ Your mercy, Sir.

_Short._ Friend, you have mercy, a whole bag full of mercy, be
merry with it, and be wise.

_Fran._ I would fain, if it please you, but know--

_Short._ It does not please me, tell over your money, and be not
mad, Boy.

_Val._ You have no more such bags?

_Short._ More such there are, Sir, but few I fear for you, I have
cast your water, you have wit, you need no money. [_Exit._

_Lan._ Be not amazed, Sir, 'tis good gold, good old