SIMPLICITY. Nay, come and go with me, good, honest man; For if thou go with him, he will teach thee all his knavery. There is none will go with him that hath any honesty. A bots[155] on thy motley beard! I know thee; thou art Dissimulation: And hast thou got an honest man's coat to 'semble this fashion? I'll tell thee what, thou wilt even 'semble and cog with thine own father: A couple of false knaves together, a thief and a broker. Thou makes townsfolks believe thou art an honest man: in the country Thou dost nothing but cog, lie, and foist with Hypocrisy. You shall be hanged together, and go along[156] together for me, For if I should go, the folks would say, we were knaves all three. _Enter_ SIMONY _and_ USURY, _hand in hand_. SIMONY. Friend Usury, I think we are well near at our journey's end. But knowest thou whom I have espied? USURY. No. SIMONY. Fraud, our great friend. USURY. And I see another, that is now come into my remembrance. SIMONY. Who is that? USURY. Marry, Master Davy Dissimulation, a good helper, and our old acquaintance. SIMPLICITY. Now all the cards in the stock are dealt about, The four knaves in a cluster comes ruffling out. SIMONY. What, Fraud and Dissimulation! happily found out. I marvel what piece of work you two go about. FRAUD. Faith, sir, we met by chance, and towards London are bent. USURY. And to London we hie: it is our chiefest intent, To see if we can get entertainment of the Ladies or no. DISSIMULATION. And for the selfsame matter even thither we go. SIMONY. Then, we are luckily well-met; and, seeing we wish all for one thing, I would we our wills and wishing might win. SIMPLICITY. Yes, they will be sure to win the devil and all, Or else they'll make a man to spew out his gall. O that vild[157] Usury! he lent my father a little money, and for breaking one day He took the fee-simple of his house and mill quite away: And yet he borrowed not half a quarter as much as it cost; But I think, if it had been a shilling, it had been lost. So he kill'd my father with sorrow, and undoed me quite. And you deal with him, sirs, you shall find him a knave full of spite. And Simony--A-per-se-A-Simony--too, he is a knave for the nonce: He loves to have twenty livings at once; And if he let an honest man, as I am, to have one, He'll let it so dear that he shall be undone. And he seeks to get parsons' livings into his hand, And puts in some odd dunce that to his payment will stand: So, if the parsonage be worth forty or fifty pound a year, He will give one twenty nobles to mumble service once a month there. SIMONY _and_ USURY _both_. What rascal is he, that speaketh by us such villainy? DISSIMULATION. Sirs, he was at us erewhile too; it is no matter: it is a simple soul, called Simplicity. But here come two of the ladies; therefore make ready. _Enter_ LOVE _and_ CONSCIENCE. FRAUD. But which of us all shall first break the matter?