Cacafogo: 

      I will go, and view the Pearl of Spain, the Orient
      Fair One, the rich One too, and I will be respected,
      I bear my Patent here, I will talk to her,
      And when your Captain’s Ships shall stand aloof,
      And pick your Noses, I will pick the purse
      Of her affection.

Juan de Castro: 

      The Duke dines there to day too, the Duke of Medina.

Cacafogo: 

      Let the King dine there,
      He owes me money, and so far’s my Creature,
      And certainly I may make bold with mine own, Captain?

Sanchio: 

      Thou wilt eat monstrously.

Cacafogo: 

      Like a true born Spaniard,
      Eat as I were in England where the Beef grows,
      And I will drink abundantly, and then
      Talk ye as wantonly as Ovid did,
200] To stir the Intellectuals of the Ladies;
      I learnt it of my Father’s amorous Scrivener.

Juan de Castro: 

      If we should play now, you must supply me.

Cacafogo: 

      You must pawn a Horse troop,
      And then have at ye Colonel.

Sanchio: 

      Come, let’s go: 
      This Rascal will make rare sport; how the Ladies
      Will laugh at him?

Juan de Castro: 

      If I light on him I’ll make his Purse sweat too.

Cacafogo: 

      Will ye lead, Gentlemen?
          
                                                     [Exeunt.

      [Enter Perez, an old Woman, and Maid.]

Michael Perez: 

      Nay, pray ye come out, and let me understand ye,
      And tune your pipe a little higher, Lady;
      I’ll hold ye fast:  rub, how came my Trunks open? 
      And my Goods gone, what Pick-lock Spirit?

Old Woman: 

      Ha, what would ye have?

Michael Perez: 

      My Goods again, how came my Trunks all open?

Old Woman: 

      Are your Trunks open?

Michael Perez: 

      Yes, and Cloaths gone,
      And Chains, and Jewels:  how she smells like hung Beef,
      The Palsey, and Picklocks, fye, how she belches,
      The Spirit of Garlick.

Old Woman: 

      Where’s your Gentlewoman? 
      The young fair Woman?

Michael Perez: 

      What’s that to my question? 
      She is my wife, and gone about my business.

Maid: 

      Is she your Wife, Sir?

Michael Perez: 

      Yes Sir, is that wonder? 
      Is the name of Wife unknown here?

Old Woman: 

      Is she truly, truly your Wife?

Michael Perez: 

      I think so, for I married her;
      It was no Vision sure!

Maid: