_Resp._ Lo, People! hearest thou this? be of good cheer! _People._ Yea! ich hear his vair words: but what beeth we the near? _Resp._ People! understand ye that this is Honesty? _People._ Where a be, trow? mass! cha zeen zome as zmothe as he, Have be a trial, be vound valse flatterers to be. _Resp._ I take this man for no such: this is Honesty! _People._ A gay smoult smirking whorecop 'tis; zo mot I thee! _Resp._ Well, credit my words, People! this is Honesty. _People._ When Is[e] find it, chil believe it! _Resp._ 'Tis Honesty! _People._ I scry him mercy, then! _Resp._ He and Authority, Joining with Policy and Reformation, Travail to restore th' old wealth to this nation. _People._ Whough! then chil wa'r't all within two years as plenty As 'twas any time within these years twice twenty: But how may we know, and see, that this thing is true? _Adul._ Ye shall prove, at length, by th' effect that shall ensue. _People._ Nay! and we shall alway be served but with shales; Then chil believe, e'en still, that vain words beeth but tales. _Adul._ The thing, already, to such forwardness is brought, That much to your benefit is already wrought. _People._ Yea? what any good act have ye already done? _Adul._ It is but young days yet; things are but now begun: The fruit of our doings cannot so soon appear. But, People! ye shall feel it within seven year: Ye know it is no small work, from so great decay-- _Resp._ People! he saith truth. _Adul._ --to set all in good stay. Therefore, be ye quiet, and hope for a good end! _People._ Yes! chil tarry laisure, and take what God shall send. _Resp._ Then, People! let us twain depart in quietness; For, this talking here may hinder their business. _People._ Come on! I chil wait avore you, and be your man. [_Exeant._ _Adul._ And I will to my fellows as fast as I can. Be they gone? farewell, they! God send them both the pip! But, in faith, People! I will have you on the hip; I will be even with you for your broad carping-- Ah, ye peasant wretch! on us four to be harping! And yet, must we our matters handle discreetly; Or else, I fear, it will end not very sweetly. But now, I would Avarice, or else Insolence, Or Oppression were here rather than sixpence. And lo, where Avarice cometh! a wolf in the tale, (As the proverb saith)--what doth he after him hale? ACTUS TERTII, SCENA QUARTA. AVARICE. ADULATION. OPPRESSION.