BOY. Yes, sir, he will imprint for you as deep as he can. ILF. Good, good, now have I a parson's nose, and smell tithe coming in then. Now let me number how many rooks I have half-undone already this term by the first return: four by dice, six by being bound with me, and ten by queans: of which some be courtiers, some country gentlemen, and some citizens' sons. Thou art a good Frank; if thou purgest[360] thus, thou art still a companion for gallants, may'st keep a catamite, take physic at the spring and the fall. _Enter_ WENTLOE. WEN. Frank, news that will make thee fat, Frank. ILF. Prythee, rather give me somewhat will keep me lean; I have no mind yet to take physic. WEN. Master Scarborow is married, man. ILF. Then heaven grant he may (as few married men do) make much of his wife. WEN. Why? wouldst have him love her, let her command all, and make her his master? ILF. No, no; they that do so, make not much of their wives, but give them their will, and its the marring of them. _Enter_ BARTLEY. BAR. Honest Frank, valorous Frank, a portion of thy wit, but to help us in this enterprise, and we may walk London streets, and cry _pish_ at the serjeants. ILF. You may shift out one term, and yet die in the Counter. These are the scabs now that hang upon honest Job. I am Job, and these are the scurvy scabs [_aside_]; but what's this your pot seethes over withal? BAR. Master Scarborough is married, man. WEN. He has all his land in his own hand. BAR. His brother's and sister's portions. WEN. Besides four thousand pounds in ready money with his wife. ILF. A good talent,[361] by my faith; it might help many gentlemen to pay their tailors, and I might be one of them. WEN. Nay, honest Frank, hast thou found a trick for him? if thou hast not, look, here's a line to direct thee. First draw him into bands[362] for money, then to dice for it; then take up stuff at the mercer's; straight to a punk with it; then mortgage his land, and be drunk with that; so with them and the rest, from an ancient gentleman make him a young beggar. ILF. What a rogue this is, to read a lecture to me--and mine own lesson too, which he knows I have made perfect to nine hundred fourscore and nineteen! A cheating rascal! will teach me!--I, that have made them, that have worn a spacious park, lodge, and all on their backs[363] this morning, been fain to pawn it afore night! And they that have stalked like a huge elephant, with a castle on their necks, and removed that to their own shoulders in one day, which their fathers built up in seven years--been glad by my means, in so much time as a child sucks, to drink bottle-ale, though a punk pay for't. And shall this parrot instruct me? WEN. Nay, but, Frank--