_Cit._ I am. _Pro._ And a freeman? _Cit._ Yea, and a grocer. _Pro._ So, grocer, then by your sweet favour, we intend no abuse to the city. _Cit._ No, sir, yes, sir, if you were not resolved to play the jacks, what need you study for new subjects, purposely to abuse your betters? Why could not you be contented, as well as others, with the legend of Whittington, or the Life and Death of Sir Thomas Gresham? with the building of the Royal Exchange? or the story of Queen Eleanor, with the rearing of London Bridge upon woolsacks? _Pro._ You seem to be an understanding man; what would you have us do, sir? _Cit._ Why, present something notably in honour of the commons of the city. _Pro._ Why, what do you say to the Life and Death of fat Drake, or the repairing of Fleet privies? _Cit._ I do not like that; but I will have a citizen, and he shall be of my own trade. _Pro._ Oh, you should have told us your mind a month since, our play is ready to begin now. _Cit._ 'Tis all one for that, I will have a grocer, and he shall do admirable things. _Pro._ What will you have him do? _Cit._ Marry I will have him---- _Wife._ Husband, husband! [WIFE _below._ _Ralph._ Peace, mistress. [RALPH _below._ _Wife._ Hold thy peace, Ralph, I know what I do, I warrant ye. Husband, husband! _Cit._ What sayest thou, cony? _Wife._ Let him kill a lion with a pestle, husband; let him kill a lion with a pestle. _Cit._ So he shall, I'll have him kill a lion with a pestle. _Wife._ Husband, shall I come up, husband? _Cit._ Ay, cony. Ralph, help your mistress up this way: pray, gentlemen, make her a little room; I pray you, sir, lend me your hand to help up my wife; I thank you, sir, so. _Wife._ By your leave, gentlemen all, I'm something troublesome, I'm a stranger here, I was ne'er at one of these plays, as they say, before; but I should have seen "Jane Shore" once; and my husband hath promised me anytime this twelvemonth, to carry me to the "Bold Beauchamps," but in truth he did not; I pray you bear with me. _Cit._ Boy, let my wife and I have a couple of stools, and then begin, and let the grocer do rare things. _Pro._ But, sir, we have never a boy to play him, every one hath a part already. _Wife._ Husband, husband, for God's sake let Ralph play him; beshrew me if I do not think he will go beyond them all. _Cit._ Well remembered wife; come up, Ralph; I'll tell you, gentlemen, let them but lend him a suit of reparrel, and necessaries, and by Gad, if any of them all blow wind in the tail on him, I'll be hanged.