NEW. Ha, ha, ha, ha! now like unto like: it will be none other, Stoop, gentle knave, and take up your brother. Why, is it so? and is it even so indeed? Why then may I say God send us good speed! And is every one here so greatly unkind, That I am no sooner out of sight, but quite out of mind? Marry, this will make a man even weep for woe, That on such a sudden no man will let me know, Sith men be so dangerous[329] now at this day: Yet are women kind worms, I dare well say. How say you, woman? you that stand in the angle, Were you never acquainted with Nichol Newfangle? Then I see Nichol Newfangle is quite forgot, Yet you will know me anon, I dare jeopard a groat. Nichol Newfangle is my name, do you not me know? My whole education to you I shall show. For first, before I was born, I remember very well, That my grandsire and I made a journey into hell; Where I was bound prentice before my nativity To Lucifer himself, such was my agility. All kinds of sciences he taught unto me: That unto the maintenances of pride might best agree. I learn'd to make gowns with long sleeves and wings: I learn'd to make ruffs like calves' chitterlings, Caps, hats, coats, with all kind of apparels, And especially breeches as big as good barrels. Shoes, boots, buskins, with many pretty toys: All kind of garments for men, women, and boys. Know you me now? I thought that at the last! All acquaintance from Nichol Newfangle is not pass'd. Nichol Newfangle was and is, and ever shall be: And there are but few that are not acquainted with me. For so soon as my prenticehood was once come out, I went by and by the whole world about. [_Here the_ DEVIL _entereth in, but he speaketh not yet_. _Sancte benedicite_, whom have we here? Tom Tumbler, or else some dancing bear? Body of me, it were best go no near:[330] For ought that I see, it is my godfather Lucifer, Whose prentice I have been this many a day: But no more words but mum: you shall hear what he will say. [_This name_ LUCIFER _must be written on his back and in his breast_. LU. Ho! mine own boy, I am glad that thou art here! NEW. He speaketh to you, sir, I pray you come near. [_Pointing to one standing by._ LU. Nay, thou art even he, of whom I am well apaid. NEW. Then speak aloof,[331] for to come nigh I am afraid. LU. Why so, my boy? as though thou diddest never see me.