Hub. I’ll wait upon you, And make you dainty Nose-gays.

Jac. And where will you stick ’em?

Hub. Here in [thy] bosom, Sweet, and make a crown of Lilies For your fair head.

Jac. And will you love me deed-law?

Hub. With all my Heart.

Jac. Call me to morrow then, And we’ll have brave chear, and go to Church together:  Give you good ev’n Sir.

Hub. But one word fair Minche.

Jac. I must be gone a milking.

Hub. Ye shall presently.  Did you never hear of a young maid called Jaculin?

Jac. I am discover’d; hark in your ear, I’ll tell ye:  You must not know me, kiss and be constant ever.

Hub. Heaven curse me else ’tis she, and now I am certain They are all here:  now for my other project—­ [Exeunt.

SCENE III.

Enter Goswin, 4.  Merchants, Higgen, and Prigg.

1 Mer. Nay, if ’twould do you courtesie.

Gos. None at all, Sir:  Take it, ’tis yours, there’s your ten thousand for ye, Give in my Bills.  Your sixteen.

3 Mer. Pray be pleas’d Sir To make a further use.

Gos. No.

3 Mer. What I have, Sir, You may command; pray let me be your Servant.

Gos. Put your Hats on:  I care not for your courtesies, They are most untimely done, and no truth in ’em.

2 Mer. I have a fraught of Pepper.

Gos. Rot your Pepper, Shall I trust you again? there’s your seven thousand.

4 Mer. Or if you want fine Sugar, ’tis but sending.

Gos. No, I can send to Barbary, those people
That never yet knew faith, have nobler freedoms: 
These carry to Vanlock, and take my Bills in,
To Peter Zuten these:  bring back my Jewels,
Why are these pieces?

Enter Sayler.

Sayler. Health to the noble Merchant, The Susan is return’d.

Gos. Well?

Say. Well, and rich Sir, And now put in.

Gos. Heaven thou hast heard my prayers.

Say. The brave Rebeccah too, bound from the Straits, With the next Tide is ready to put after.

Gos. What news o’th’ fly-boat?

Say. If this Wind hold till midnight, She will be here, and wealthy, ’scap’d fairly.

Gos. How, prithee, Sayler?

Say. Thus Sir, she had fight
Seven hours together, with six Turkish Gallies,
And she fought bravely; but at length was boarded
And overlaid with strength:  when presently
Comes boring up the wind Captain Vannoke,
That valiant Gentleman, you redeem’d from prison;
He knew the Boat, set in, and fought it bravely: 
Beat all the Gallies off, sunk three, redeem’d her,
And as a service to ye sent her home Sir.