NEMO. No whispering, friend, but show it openly: The matter good, you need not be ashamed. From whom comest thou? DOUBLE-DEALING. That I conceal from any but from Love. NEMO. From whom come you, sir? FALSEHOOD. That shall Lucre know, and none but she. NEMO. Then speak aloud, for whispering here is barr'd. FALSEHOOD. Then neither will I do, nor speak at all. NEMO. Then I will speak, and tell what you are both. Thyself art Falsehood, and are sent from Fraud, To compass Lucre with a cloak of craft, With lawn of lies, and cauls of golden guile. POLICY. Pack you, my friend; for if you stay a while, You shall return no more to him that sent you. NEMO. Thou from Dissimulation art sent, And bring'st a gown of glosing, lin'd with lust, A vardingale[258] of vain boast and fan of flattery, A ruff of riot and a cap of pride; And Double-dealing is thy name and office both. DOUBLE-DEALING: Falsehood, let's go: we are deciphered. FALSEHOOD. Lucre, thou losest here a princely gift. [_Exeunt ambo_. NEMO. Lucre consumes, being won by Fraud or shift. Thus, lords, you see how these are qualified, And how these ladies shun that sharp rebuke, Which some deserve by taking of such toys, As women weak are tempted soon with gifts. But here they come, that must these ladies deck. Lucre, arise; come from the stone of Care. _Enter_ HONEST INDUSTRY, PURE ZEAL, _and_ SINCERITY. HONEST INDUSTRY. Fair Lucre, lo, what Honest Industry To thee hath brought, to deck thy dainty self. Lucre, by Honest Industry achiev'd, Shall prosper, nourish, and continue long. Come to thy chamber, to attire thee there. NEMO. Thou mayest depart with Honest Industry. [_Exit_ LUCRE _with_ HONEST INDUSTRY. PURE ZEAL. And, Love, arise from Charity's cold flint: Pure Zeal hath purchas'd robes to cover Love. Whiles Love is single, Zeal shall her attire, With kind affection mortifying lust. Come, Love, with me these garments to put on. NEMO. Love, follow Zeal, and take his ornaments. [_Exit_ LOVE _with_ PURE ZEAL. SINCERITY. Rise, Conscience, from that marble of Remorse, That weeping stone that scalds thy parched skin: Sincerity such robes for thee hath brought, As best beseems good Conscience to adorn. Come, follow, that thou may'st go put them on; For Conscience, clothed by Sincerity, Is armed well against the enemy. NEMO. Follow him, Conscience: fear not; thou art right. [_Exit_ CONSCIENCE _with_ SINCERITY. POLICY. Most reverend Nemo, thanks for this good sight. Lucre is clothed by Honest Industry. POMP. Love by Pure Zeal. PLEASURE. And Conscience by Sincerity. NEMO. Lordings, thus have you seen them at the first, And thus you see them, trust me, at the worst. Depart we now: come hence a day or two, And see them deck'd as dainty ladies should, And make such choice as may content you all.