I observe ye. [Exeunt. [Enter _Juan de Castro_, _Sancho_, and _Cacafogo_.] Sanchio: Thou art very brave. Cacafogo: I have reason, I have mony. Sanchio: Is mony reason? Cacafogo: Yes and rime too Captain, If ye have no mony y'are an Asse. Sanchio: I thank ye. Cacafogo: Ye have manners, ever thank him that has mony. Sanchio: Wilt thou lend me any? Cacafogo: Not a farthing Captain, Captains are casual things. Sanchio: Why so are all men, thou shalt have my bond. Cacafogo: Nor bonds nor fetters Captain, My mony is mine, I make no doubt on't. Juan de Castro: What dost thou do with it? 199] Cacafogo: Put it to pious uses, Buy Wine and Wenches, and undo young Coxcombs That would undo me. Juan de Castro: Are those Hospitals? Cacafogo: I first provide to fill my Hospitals With Creatures of mine own, that I know wretched, And then I build: those are more bound to pray for me: Besides, I keep th' inheritance in my Name still. Juan de Castro: A provident Charity; are you for the Wars, Sir? Cacafogo: I am not poor enough to be a Souldier, Nor have I faith enough to ward a Bullet; This is no lining for a trench, I take it. Juan de Castro: Ye have said wisely. Cacafogo: Had you but my money, You would swear it Colonel, I had rather drill at home A hundred thousand Crowns, and with more honour, Than exercise ten thousand Fools with nothing, A wise Man safely feeds, Fools cut their fingers. Sanchio: A right State Usurer; why dost thou not marry, And live a reverend Justice? Cacafogo: Is't not nobler to command a reverend Justice, than to be one? And for a Wife, what need I marry, Captain, When every courteous Fool that owes me money, Owes me his Wife too, to appease my fury? Juan de Castro: Wilt thou go to dinner with us? Cacafogo: I will go, and view the Pearl of _Spain_, the Orient Fair One, the rich One too, and I will be respected, I bear my Patent here, I will talk to her, And when your Captain's Ships shall stand aloof, And pick your Noses, I will pick the purse Of her affection. Juan de Castro: The Duke dines there to day too, the Duke of _Medina_. Cacafogo: Let the King dine there, He owes me money, and so far's my Creature, And certainly I may make bold with mine own, Captain? Sanchio: Thou wilt eat monstrously. Cacafogo: Like a true born _Spaniard_, Eat as I were in _England_ where the Beef grows, And I will drink abundantly, and then Talk ye as wantonly as _Ovid_ did, 200] To stir the Intellectuals of the Ladies; I learnt it of my Father's amorous Scrivener. Juan de Castro: