_Const_. To take him! then you make sure on't.
_Isa_. As sure, as if the sack posset were already eaten.
_Const_. But, what means wilt thou use to get him?
_Isa_. I'll bribe Failer; he's the man.
_Const_. Why, this knight is his inheritance; he lives upon him:
Do'st thou think he'll ever admit thee to govern him? No, he fears thy
wit too much: Besides, he has already received an hundred pounds, to
make the match between Sir Timorous and me.
_Isa_. 'Tis all one for that; I warrant you, he sells me the
fee-simple of him.
_Set_. Your father, madam--
_Enter_ NONSUCH.
_Isa_. The tempest is risen; I see it in his face; he puffs
and blows yonder, as if two of the winds were fighting upwards and
downwards in his belly.
_Set_. Will he not find your false keys, madam?
_Isa_. I hope he will have more humanity than to search us.
_Const_. You are come after us betimes, sir.
_Non_. Oh child! I am undone; I am robbed, I am robbed; I have
utterly lost all stomach to my dinner.
_Const_. Robbed! good my lord, how, or of what?
_Non_. Two hundred and fifty pounds, in fair gold, out of my
study: An hundred of it I was to have paid a courtier this afternoon
for a bribe.
_Set_. I protest, my lord, I had as much ado to get that parcel
of gold for your lordship--
_Non_.
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