_Un_. Not so much as transitorie wicker bottles to his Deputy Livetenant, no fewell for his winter, no carriages for his summer, no steple sugarloaves to sweeten his neighbours at Christmas, no robbing my brave tennants of their fatt Capons or Chickens to present his worship withall, _Thomas_. _Tho_. I cry your worship mercy, you sold him land the last terme; I had forgott that. _Un_. I, that lay convenient for him. I us'd him like a gentleman and tooke litle or nothing; 'twere pitty two or three hundred acres of dirt should make friends fall out: we should have gone to fenceing schools. _Tho_. How, sir? _Un_. I meane to _Westminster_ hall, and let one another blood in Lawe. _Tho_. And so the Land has parted you? _Un_. Thou saist right, _Thomas_, it lies betweene both our houses indeed. But now I am thus dignified (I thinke that's a good word) or intituled is better, but tis all one; since I am made a Captaine-- _Tho_. By your owne desert and vertue. _Un_. Thou art deceavd; it is by vertue of the Commission,--the Commission is enough to make any man an officer without desert; _Thomas_, I must thinke how to provide mee of warlike accoutrements to accomodate, which comes of Accomodo[215]: _Shakespeare_. The first, and the first-- _Tho_. No, Sir, it comes of so much money disburs'd. _Un_. In troth, and it does, _Thomas_; but take out your table bookes and remember to bring after me into the Country, for I will goe downe with my father in law Sir _Richard_ this morning in the Coach,--let me see--first and formost: a Buff Coate and a paire of breeches. _Tho_. First and formost: Item, a Buff Coate fox and a paire of breeches of the same Cloth. _Un_. A paire of bootes and spurres, and a paire of shooes without spurres. _Tho_. Spurres. _Un_. A paire of gray stockins, thick dapple gray stockins, with a belt, to be worne either about my shoulder or about my wast. _Tho_. Wast. _Un_. A _London Dutch_ felt without a band, with a feather in't. _Tho_. Without a feather in't. _Un_. An old fox[216] blade made at _Hounsloe_ heath, and then all the Bookes to be bought of warlike discipline, which the learned call Tacticks. _Tho_. Ticktacks.[217]--If your worship would take my Counsell, considering the league at _Barwick_[218] and the late expeditions, wee may find some of these things in the North or else speake with some reform'd Captaine, though he bee a Catholike; and it may bee wee may have them at cheaper rates. _Un_. 'Tis true, Thomas: but I must change the lynings of the breeches, for I love to bee cleanly. _Tho_. So you may, Sir; and have the fowling of them yourselfe. _Un_. Let me see: A leading staff-- _Tho_. A leaden staffe-- _Un_. A lead'ing staffe. _Tho_.--ding staffe. Why, a Cane is a leading staffe in a Captaines hand. _Un_. But I must have tassells, _Thomas_, and such things. _Tho_. At the harnesse of the Carthorses there are tassells and Bells, too, if you will. _Un_. Bells? What should I doe with em?