_Inc._ Do you receive 'em: I will save The honesty of your house: and yours too Gossip, And I will lodge the Gentleman: shew the chamber. _Die._ Good Sir do you hear. _Inc._ Shew me the chamber. _Die._ Pray you Sir, Do not disturb my guests. _Inc._ Disturb? I hope The Catholick King Sir, may command a lodging Without disturbing in his Vassals house, For any Minister of his, emploid In business of the State. Where is the door? Open the door, who are you there? within? In the Kings name. [Theodosia _within._ _Theo._ What would you have? _Inc._ Your key Sir, And your door open: I have here command To lodge a Gentleman, from the Justice, sent Upon the Kings affairs. _Theod._ Kings and necessities Must be obey'd: the key is under the door. _Inc._ How now Sir, are you fitted? you secur'd? _Phi._ Your two Reals are grown a piece of Eight. _In[c]._ Excuse me Sir. _Phi._ 'Twill buy a Hen; and Wine Sir, for to morrow. [_Exit_ Phil. _Inc._ I do kiss your hands Sir. Well this will bear my charge yet to the Gallies Where I am owing a Ducket: whither this night By the Moons leave I'll march: for in the morning Early, they put from Port _St. Maries_. [_Ex. all but_ Diego. _Die. Lazaro._ _Enter_ Lazaro. How do the horses? _Laz._ Would you would go and see Sir, A ---- of all Jades, what a clap h'as given me: As sure as you live Master he knew perfectly I couzen'd him on's Oats: he lookt upon me And then he sneer'd, as who should say, take heed sirrah: And when he saw our half Peck, which you know Was but an old Court dish, lord how he stampt: I thought 't had been for joy, when suddenly He cuts me a back caper with his heels And takes me just o'th crupper, down came I, And all my ounce of Oats: Then he neigh'd out As though he had had a mare by th' tail. _Die._ Faith _Lazaro_ We are t[o] blame to use the poor dumb serviters So cruelly. _Laz._ Yonder's this other Gentleman's horse Keeping our Lady Eve: the devil a bit H'as got since he came in yet: there he stands And looks, and looks, but 'tis your pleasure, Sir, He shall look lean enough: h'as Hay before him But 'tis as big as Hemp, and will as soon choak him, Unless he eat it butter'd: he had four shooes And good ones when he came: 'tis a strange wonder With standing still he should cast three. _Die._ O _Lazaro_. The Devil's in this Trade: truth never knew it And to the devil we shall travel, _Lazaro_ Unless we mend our manners: once every week I meet with such a knock to mollifie me Sometimes a dozen to awake my conscience Yet still I sleep securely. _Laz._ Certain Master We must use better dealing.