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L. Yes. FACE. What box is that? SUB. The fish-wives' rings, I think, And the ale-wives' single money. Is't not, Dol? DOL. Yes; and the whistle that the sailor's wife Brought you to know an her husband were with Ward. FACE. We'll wet it to-morrow; and our silver-beakers And tavern cups. Where be the French petticoats, And girdles and hangers? SUB. Here, in the trunk, And the bolts of lawn. FACE. Is Drugger's damask there, And the tobacco? SUB. Yes. FACE. Give me the keys. DOL. Why you the keys? SUB. No matter, Dol; because We shall not open them before he comes. FACE. 'Tis true, you shall not open them, indeed; Nor have them forth, do you see? Not forth, Dol. DOL. No! FACE. No, my smock rampant. The right is, my master Knows all, has pardon'd me, and he will keep them; Doctor, 'tis true--you look--for all your figures: I sent for him, indeed. Wherefore, good partners, Both he and she be satisfied; for here Determines the indenture tripartite 'Twixt Subtle, Dol, and Face. All I can do Is to help you over the wall, o' the back-side, Or lend you a sheet to save your velvet gown, Dol. Here will be officers presently, bethink you Of some course suddenly to 'scape the dock: For thither you will come else. [LOUD KNOCKING.] Hark you, thunder. SUB. You are a precious fiend! OFFI [WITHOUT]. Open the door. FACE. Dol, I am sorry for thee i'faith; but hear'st thou? It shall go hard but I will place thee somewhere: Thou shalt have my letter to mistress Amo-- DOL. Hang you! FACE. Or madam Caesarean. DOL. Pox upon you, rogue, Would I had but time to beat thee! FACE. Subtle, Let's know where you set up next; I will send you A customer now and then, for old acquaintance: What new course have you? SUB. Rogue, I'll hang myself; That I may walk a greater devil than thou, And haunt thee in the flock-bed and the buttery. [EXEUNT.] SCENE 5.3. AN OUTER ROOM IN THE SAME. ENTER LOVEWIT IN THE SPANISH DRESS, WITH THE PARSON. LOUD KNOCKING AT THE DOOR. LOVE. What do you mean, my masters? MAM [WITHOUT]. Open your door, Cheaters, bawds, conjurers. OFFI [WITHOUT]. Or we will break it open. LOVE. What warrant have you? OFFI [WITHOUT]. Warrant enough, sir, doubt not, If you'll not open it. LOVE. Is there an officer, there? OFFI [WITHOU
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