_Bel._ No let's away, Boys, Out of the Air, and tumult of their Villanies; Though I were married to that Grashopper, And had her fast by th' legs I should think she would cozen me. _Enter a young Factor._ _Fac._ Monsieur _Mirabel_, I take it? _Mir._ Y'are i'th' right, Sir. _Fac._ I am come to seek ye, Sir; I have been at your Fathers, And understanding you were here. _Mir._ Ye are welcom: May I crave your name? _Fac._ _Foss_, Sir, and your servant; That you may know me better; I am Factor To your old Merchant, _Leverdure_. _Mir._ How do's he? _Fac._ Well, Sir, I hope: he is now at _Orleance_, About some business. _Mir._ You are once more welcom, Your Master's a right honest man; and one I am much beholding to, and must very shortly Trouble his love again. _Fac._ You may be bold, Sir. _Mir._ Your business if you please now? _Fac._ This it is, Sir, I know ye well remember in your travel A _Genoa_ Merchant. _Mir._ I remember many. _Fac._ But this man, Sir, particular[l]y; your own benefit Must needs imprint him in ye: one _Alberto_; A Gentleman you sav'd from being Murther'd A little from _Bollonia_, I was then my self in _Italie_, and suppli'd ye, Though haply, you have forgot me now. _Mir._ No, I remember ye, And that _Alberto_ too: a noble Gentleman: More to remember, were to thank my self, Sir. What of that Gentleman? _Fac._ He is dead. _Mir._ I am sorry. _Fac._ But on his death-bed, leaving to his Sister All that he had, beside some certain Jewels, Which with a Ceremony, he bequeath'd to you, In gratefull memory: he commanded strictly His Sister, as she lov'd him and his peace, To see those Jewels safe, and true deliver'd; And with them, his last love. She, as tender To observe his will, not trusting friend, nor servant, With such a weight, is come her self to _Paris_, And at my Masters house. _Mir._ You tell me a wonder. _Fac._ I tell ye a truth, Sir: She is young, and handsom, And well attended: of much State, and Riches; So loving, and obedient to her Brother; That on my conscience, if he had given her also, She would most willingly have made her tender. _Mir._ May not I see her? _Fac._ She desires it heartily. _Mir._ And presently? _Fac._ She is now about some business, Passing accompts of some few debts here owing, And buying Jewels of a Merchant. _Mir._ Is she wealthie? _Fac._ I would ye had her, Sir, at all adventure, Her Brother had a main State. _Mir._ And fair too? _Fac._ The prime of all those parts of _Italie_, For beautie, and for Courtesie. _Mir._ I must needs see her.