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n your Company was viewd and checkd For your dead paies,[144] stood on your termes of honour, Cryde out "I am a Gentleman, a Commaunder, And shall I be curbd by my lords the States," (For thus you said in scorne) "that are but Merchants, Lawyers, Apothecaries, and Physitians, Perhaps of worser ranck"? But you shall know, Sir, They are not such, but Potentates and Princes From whom you take pay. 1 _Cap_. This indeed is stately: Statesmen, d'you call 'em? 2 _Cap_. I beseech your Lordship: 'Twas wine and anger. _Bar_. No, Sir; want of dutie: But I will make that tongue give him the lye That said soe, drunck or sober; take my word for't. Your Compaine is cast: you had best complaine To your Great Generall, and see if he Can of himself maintaine you,--Come, _Modes-bargen_. [_Exeunt Barnavelt, Modes-bargen, and Grotius_, _Leid_. I am sorry for you, Captaine, but take comfort: I love a Soldier, and all I can doe To make you what you were, shall labour for you. And so, good morrow, Gentlemen. [_Exit_. 1 _Cap_. Yet theres hope; For you have one friend left. 2 _Cap_. You are deceivd, Sir, And doe not know his nature that gave promise Of his assistance. 1 _Cap_. Who is't? 2 _Cap_. _Leidenberck_. One of the Lords, the States, and of great powre too; I would he were as honest. This is he That never did man good, and yet no Suitor Ever departed discontented from him. Hee'll promise any thing: I have seene him talke At the Church dore with his hat of to a Begger Almost an houre togeather, yet when he left him He gave him not a doyt. He do's profes To all an outward pitty, but within The devills more tender: the great plague upon him! Why thinck I of him? he's no part of that Must make my peace. 1 _Cap_. Why, what course will you take then? 2 _Cap_. A Bribe to _Barnavelts_ wiffe, or a kind wench For my yong lord his Son, when he has drunck hard. There's no way els to doo't. 1 _Cap_. I have gold good store You shall not want that; and if I had thought on't When I left _London_, I had fitted you For a convenient Pagan. 2 _Cap_. Why, is there Such store they can be spard? 1 _Cap_.[145] ... ... ... 2 _Cap_. I thanck you, Sir. [_Exeunt_. SCAENA 2. _Enter[146] Barnavelt, Modes-bargen, Leidenberck, Grotius, and Hogebeets_. _Bar_. The States are sitting: all that I can doe Ile say in littl
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