COM. SEN. Fie upon't! What a toil have I had to choose them a mayor yonder? There's a fusty currier will have this man; there's a chandler wipes his nose on his sleeve, and swears it shall not be so; there's a mustard-maker looks as keen as vinegar will have another. O, this many-headed multitude, 'tis a hard matter to please them! PHA. Especially where the multitude is so well-headed. But I pray you, where's Master Memory? Hath he forgotten himself, that he is not here? COM. SEN. 'Tis high time he were at court. I would he would come. SCAENA QUARTA. MEMORY, _an old decrepit man, in a black velvet cassock,[225] a taffeta gown furred with white grogram, a white beard, velvet slippers, a watch, staff, &c_. ANAMNESTES, _his page, in a grave satin suit, purple buskins, a garland of bays and rosemary, a gimmal ring[226] with one link hanging, ribbons and threads tied to some of his fingers; in his hand a pair of table-books, &c_. MEMORY, ANAMNESTES, PHANTASTES, COMMUNIS SENSUS. MEM. How soon a wise man shall have his wish! COM. SEN. Memory, the season of your coming is very ripe. PHA. Had you stayed a little longer, 'twould have been stark rotten. MEM. I am glad I saved it from the swine. 'Sprecious, I have forgot something. O, my purse, my purse! Why, Anamnestes, Remembrance? that wild boy is always gadding. I remember he was at my heels even now, and now the vile rascal is vanished. PHA. Is he not here? Why, then in my imagination he's left behind. Hollo! Anamnestes, Remembrance! ANA. [_Running in haste_.] Anon, anon, sir; anon, anon, sir; anon, anon, sir; anon, anon, sir. MEM. Ha, sirrah, what a brawling's here? ANA. I do but give you an answer with, anon, sir. MEM. You answer sweetly; I have called you three or four times one after another. ANA. Sir, I hope I answered you three or four times, one in the neck of another. But if your good worship have lent me any more calls, tell me, and I'll repay them, as I'm a gentleman. MEM. Leave your tattle. Had you come at first, I had not spent so much breath in vain. ANA. The truth is, sir, the first time you called I heard you not: the second, I understood you not: the third, I knew not whether it were you or no: the fourth, I could not tell where you were, and that's the reason I answered so suddenly. MEM. Go, sirrah: run: seek everywhere. I have lost my purse somewhere. ANA. I go, sir. _Go, sirrah, seek, run; I have lost; bring_! here's a dog's life, with a pox! Shall I be always used like a water-spaniel? [_Exit_ ANAMNESTES. COM. SEN. Come, good Master Register, I wonder you be so late now-a-days. MEM. My good lord, I remember that I knew your grandfather in this your place, and I remember your grandfather's great grandfather's grandfather's father's father; yet in those days I never remember that any of them could say that Register Memory ever broke one minute of his appointment.