_Mont._ I cannot live to hope it, much less injoy it, nor is it any part of my endeavor; my study is to render every man his own, and to contain my self within the limits of a Gentleman. _Lav._ I have the grant of an Office given me by some noble favorites of mine in Court, there stands but a small matter between me and it, if your ability be such to lay down the present summ, out of the love I bear you, before any other man, it shall be confirmed yours. _Mont._ I have heard you often speak of such a thing; If it be assur'd to you I will gladly deal in it: that portion I have, I would not hazard upon one course, for I see the most certain is incertain. _La-p._ Having money Sir, you could not light upon men that could give better direction; there is at this time a friend of mine upon the Seas; to be plain with you, he is a pyrate, that hath wrote to me to work his fredom, and by this Gentlemans means, whose acquaintance is not small at Court; we have the word of a worthy man for it, only there is some money to be suddainly disburst, and if your happiness be such to make it up you shall receive treble gain by it, and good assurance for it. _Mont._ Gentlemen, out of the weakness of my estate you seem (to have some knowledge of my brest) that wou'd if it were possible advance my declined fortunes, to satisfie all men of whom I have had credit, and I know no way better than these which you propose; I have some money ready under my command, some part of it is already promis'd, but the remainder is yours to such uses as are propounded. _Lav._ Appoint some certain place of meeting, for these affaires require expedition. _Mount._ I will make it my present business: at twelve, I am to meet _Mallicorne_, the Marchant at the Pallace, you know him Sir, about some negotiation of the same nature, there I will be ready to tender you that money, upon such conditions as we shall conclude of. _Lav._ The care of it be yours, so much as the affair concerns you. _Mont._ Your caution is effectuall, and till then I take my leave. _Lav._ Good Mr _Montague_. [_Exit._ _W[i]thin a clamor, down with their weapons._ _Enter Longavile, and Dubois, their swords drawn, servants and others between them._ _Ser._ Nay Gentlemen what mean you? pray be quiet, have some respect unto the house. _Long._ A treacherous slave. _Du._ Thou dost revile thy self base _Longavile_. _Long._ I say thou art a villain, and a corrupt one, that hast some seven years fed on thy masters trencher, yet never bredst good blood towards him: for if thou hadst, thou'dst have a sounder heart. _Du._ So Sir, you can use your tongue something nimbler than your sword.