componere magna solebam_, to put up his pipes for one rainy Sunday. These are certain knocking conclusions; out of which, I am resolved, come what come can, come beating, come imprisonment, come infamy, come banishment, nay, come the rack, come the hurdle, (welcome all,) I will not discover who I am, till my due time; and yet still, all shall be, as I said ever, in justice name, and the king's, and for the commonwealth. [_Exit Overdo._ WINW. What does he talk to himself, and act so seriously, poor fool! QUAR. No matter what. Here's fresher argument, intend that. _Enter COKES, Mistress OVERDO, and GRACE WELLBORN, followed by WASPE, loaded with toys._ COKES. Come, mistress Grace, come, sister, here's more fine sights yet, i'faith. Od's 'lid, where's Numps? LEATH. What do you lack, gentlemen? what is't you buy? fine rattles, drums, babies, little dogs, and birds for ladies? what do you lack? COKES. Good honest Numps, keep afore, I am so afraid thou'lt lose somewhat; my heart was at my mouth, when I mist thee. WASPE. You were best buy a whip in your hand to drive me. COKES. Nay, do not mistake, Numps; thou art so apt to mistake! I would but watch the goods. Look you now, the treble fiddle was e'en almost like to be lost. WASPE. Pray you take heed you lose not yourself; your best way were e'en get up and ride for more surety. Buy a token's worth of great pins, to fasten yourself to my shoulder. LEATH. What do you lack, gentlemen? fine purses, pouches, pincases, pipes? what is't you lack? a pair o' smiths to wake you in the morning? or a fine whistling bird? COKES. Numps, here be finer things than any we have bought by odds! and more delicate horses, a great deal; good Numps, stay, and come hither. WASPE. Will you scourse with him? you are in Smithfield, you may fit yourself with a fine easy-going street-nag, for your saddle, again Michaelmas term, do: has he ne'er a little odd cart for you to make a caroch on, in the country, with four pied hobby-horses? Why the measles should you stand here, with your train, cheapning of dogs, birds, and babies? you have no children to bestow them on, have you? COKES. No, but again I have children, Numps, that's all one. WASPE. Do, do, do, do; how many shall you have, think you? an I were as you, I'd buy for all my tenants too, they are a kind of civil savages, that will part with their children for rattles, pipes, and knives. You were best buy a hatchet or two, and truck with 'em. COKES. Good Numps, hold that little tongue o' thine, and save it a labour. I am resolute Bat, thou know'st. WASPE. A resolute fool you are, I know, and a very sufficient coxcomb; with all my heart;--nay, you have it, sir, an you be angry, turd in your teeth, twice; if I said it not once afore, and much good do you. WINW. Was there ever such a self-affliction, and so impertinent? QUAR. Alas, his care will go near to crack him; let's in and comfort him. [_They come forward._