CONEYCATCHER. Sir, as concerning the conveyance, I assure you, 'Tis so good, and he hath such good interest in it, That, were I furnish'd with so much money presently, No man in the world should have it but myself. And for own part, you need not suspect me, For I would not discredit myself for a thousand pound; For the gentleman is my very friend, And, being in some want, is enforc'd to pawn land For the supplying of a present necessity. Tush, the interest is good, I warrant you. HONESTY. And that's much worth: some will say, A crafty knave needs no broker, But here is a crafty knave and a broker too: There wants not a knave, then, I imagine. [_Aside_. BROKER. But tell me, sir, when did he promise to be here? What, will it be long, ere he come? CONEYCATCHER. Nay, it will not be long, ere he come, For the conveyance was made, ere I came from the scrivener's, And in good time here he comes. God save you, sir: [_Enter_ GENTLEMAN.] Here is the man I told you of, that would lend you the money. He is a very honest man; and but for my sake, I know, He would not do it. But is the land despatch'd another way? If you be ready to seal, he is ready with the money. Hear you, sir, you have a good bargain; despatch it quickly. BROKER. Being advertised by my friend, this honest merchant, That you have certain land to pawn for present money, Now, I had not so much money of mine own at this time, But I made means to borrow so much of a friend of mine, Because I would not have you fall in bad men's handling. GENTLEMAN. I thank you, sir, for this unspeakable favour. If you deal amiss with me, I am undone for ever. BROKER. I would not deal amiss with any man for a thousand pound. HONESTY. And yet he will cut a man's throat for twelve-pence. Here is a cluster of knaves; here lacks but the baily of Hexham. [Aside.] BROKER. Well, sir, here is the money: will it please you seal the assurance. GENTLEMAN. With all my heart. HONESTY. God save her, sirs, and her good friends; her is a poor Welshman, come as far as Carnarvon, in Wales, to receive a little money, and here a has paid her I cannot tell what. [_To_ BROKER.] Here, you master; what, is it not brass money? BROKER. No, honest fellow; 'tis a good angel in gold. HONESTY. Who told him my name? [_Aside_.] Hear you, master: a has a great deal more in her bosom, but a will take her leave. CONEYCATCHER. Nay, stay and dine with me. I must fetch him over for all his gold. [_Aside_.] HONESTY. Marry, I thank her, good master: I will wait upon her, I warrant you. BROKER. Now, sir, have you seal'd and subscribed? GENTLEMAN. I have, sir. BROKER. And you deliver this as your deed to my use? GENTLEMAN. With all my heart, sir; and hope you will use me well. BROKER. We will talk of that another time: here is your money. GENTLEMAN. I thank you, sir: I'll be gone. CONEYCATCHER. Hear you, sir; was not this bravely done? [_Aside_.]