_Bar_.
Good-day, good Master Curate,
And neighbour _Diego_, welcom: what's your business?
And 'pray ye be short (good friends) the time is pretious,
Welcom, good Sir.
_Lop_.
To be short then with your Mastership,
(For I know your several hours are full of business)
We have brought ye this young-man, of honest parents,
And of an honest face.
_Bar_.
It seems so, Neighbours,
But to what end?
_Lop_.
To be your Pupil, Sir,
Your Servant, if you please.
_Lea_.
I have travell'd far, Sir,
To seek a worthy man.
_Bar_.
Alas, good Gentleman,
I am a poor man, and a private too,
Unfit to keep a Servant of your Reckoning;
My house a little Cottage, and scarce able
To hold my self, and those poor few live under it;
Besides, you must not blame me Gentlemen,
If I were able to receive a Servant,
To be a little scrupulous of his dealing,
For in these times--
_Lop_.
'Pray let me answer that, sir,
Here is five hundred Duckets, to secure him,
He cannot want, Sir, to make good his credit,
Good gold, and coin.
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