_2._ Let's see! [_Exit._ _Enter the Servants bringing in their Master_ _bound and gagg'd._ _1._ Untie his feet, pull out his gagg, he will choak else; What desperate rogues were these. _2._ Give him fresh air. _Ju._ I will never study books more: I am undone, these villains have undone me. Rifled my Desk, they have undone me learnedly: A fire take all their Books, I'll burn my Study: Where were you rascals when the villains bound me, You could not hear? _1._ He gave us Books, Sir, dainty Books to busie us; And we were reading, in that which was the Brew-house; A great way off, we were singing Ballads too; And could not hear. _Ju._ This was a precious thief, A subtle trick to keep my servants safe. _2._ What ha you lost Sir? _Ju._ They ransack'd all before my face, and threatned To kill me if I cough'd, they have a chain, My rings, my box of casting gold, my purse too. They robb'd me miserably: but that which most grieves me, They took away some Writings; 'twas a rogue That knew me, and set on by the old Lady, I will indite her for't. _1._ Shall we pursue 'em? _Ju._ Run, run, cursed raskals, I am out of my wits, let not a creature in, No not with necessaries. _2._ We shall be starv'd. _Ju._ I'll buy my meat at window as they pass by; I [wonot] trust my Scrivenor, he has books too; And bread I'll ha flung up; I charge ye all Burn all the books i'th' house. _1._ Your little Prayer Book? _Ju._ I'll never pray agen, I'll have my doors Made up, nothing but walls, and thick ones too; No sound shall tempt me agen, remember I Have forswore books. _2._ If you should be call'd to take your oath? _Ju._ I will forswear all oaths, rather than see A thing but in the likeness of a book: And I were condemn'd, I'll rather chuse to hang, Than read agen; come in, and search all places, They may be about the house, were the doors lock'd? _1._ But the keys in 'em, and if they be gone, They could not want wit to lock us in, Sir. _Ju._ Never was a man so miserably undone, I would lose a limb, to see their rogueships totter. [_Exeunt._ _Enter Lady and Nurse._ _La._ Thy brothers daughter, saist, and born in _Wales_? _Nur._ I have long time desired to see her, and I hope Your Ladyship will not be offended. _La._ No, no. _Nur._ I should be happy, if she might be serviceable To you Madam. _La._ Beshrew me, but at first, she took me much, Is she not like _Maria_? setting aside Her language very like her, and I love her The better for't, I prethee call her hither, She speaks feat English.