SUB. Titi, titi, titi, titi, titi.
They must pinch him or he will never confess, they say.
[THEY PINCH HIM AGAIN.]
DAP. O, O!
FACE. Nay, pray you, hold: he is her grace's nephew,
Ti, ti, ti? What care you? good faith, you shall care.--
Deal plainly, sir, and shame the fairies. Shew
You are innocent.
DAP. By this good light, I have nothing.
SUB. Ti, ti, ti, ti, to, ta. He does equivocate she says:
Ti, ti do ti, ti ti do, ti da;
and swears by the LIGHT when he is blinded.
DAP. By this good DARK, I have nothing but a half-crown
Of gold about my wrist, that my love gave me;
And a leaden heart I wore since she forsook me.
FACE. I thought 'twas something. And would you incur
Your aunt's displeasure for these trifles? Come,
I had rather you had thrown away twenty half-crowns.
[TAKES IT OFF.]
You may wear your leaden heart still.--
[ENTER DOL HASTILY.]
How now!
SUB. What news, Dol?
DOL. Yonder's your knight, sir Mammon.
FACE. 'Ods lid, we never thought of him till now!
Where is he?
DOL. Here hard by: he is at the door.
SUB. And you are not ready now! Dol, get his suit.
[EXIT DOL.]
He must not be sent back.
FACE. O, by no means.
What shall we do with this same puffin here,
Now he's on the spit?
SUB. Why, lay him back awhile,
With some device.
[RE-ENTER DOL, WITH FACE'S CLOTHES.]
--Ti, ti, ti, ti, ti, ti, Would her grace speak with me?
I come.--Help, Dol!
[KNOCKING WITHOUT.]
FACE [SPEAKS THROUGH THE KEYHOLE]. Who's there? sir Epicure,
My master's in the way. Please you to walk
Three or four turns, but till his back be turned,
And I am for you.--Quickly, Dol!
SUB. Her grace
Commends her kindly to you, master Dapper.
DAP. I long to see her grace.
SUB. She now is set
At dinner in her bed, and she has sent you
From her own private trencher, a dead mouse,
And a piece of gingerbread, to be merry withal,
And stay your stomach, lest you faint with fasting:
Yet if you could hold out till she saw you, she says,
It would be better for you.
FACE. Sir, he shall
Hold out, an 'twere this two hours, for her highness;
I can assure you that. We will not lose
All we have done.--
SUB. He must not see, nor speak
To any body, till then.
FACE. For that we'll put, sir,
A stay in's mouth.
SUB. Of what?
FACE. Of gingerbread.
Make you it fit. He that hath ple
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