FIT. Tell him, we haue _veniſon_, I’ll g’ him a piece, and ſend his wife a _Pheſant_. TRA. A Forreſt moues not, till that _forty_ pound, 100 Yo’ had of him, laſt, be pai’d. He keepes more ſtirre, For that ſame petty ſumme, then for your bond Of _ſixe_; and _Statute_ of _eight_ hundred! FIT. Tell him Wee’ll hedge in that. Cry vp _Fitz-dottrell_ to him, Double his price: Make him a man of mettall. 105 TRA. That will not need, his bond is current inough. [419] SD. ACT. ...] om. _Enter_ MEERCRAFT _and_ ENGINE. G || II] III 1641 [420] 6,7 Now ... Sir.] “Now ... sir.” W [421] 24 SN.] [_whispers Meercraft._] G [422] 28 she is W, G [423] 29 and om. 1641 [424] 31 fashion flocke,] fashion, flock 1692, f. [425] 36 &c.] _et caetera_; G [426] 45 to it G [427] 49 do it G [428] 52 _Diamond_ 1692, 1716 diamond W, G passim [429] 55 SN.] [_Exit._ G [430] 61 of it G [431] 64 _Dick_ 1692, 1716 Dick W Dickey G [432] 66 friend W, G [433] 69 T’a 1716, W [434] 81 SN....] Fit.... 1716 Fitz-dottrel ... W _Re-enter_ FITZDOTTREL. G [435] 83 sullen 1692, f. [436] 85, 6 ’t] it G [437] 92 SN.] _Enter_ TRAINS. G [438] 95, 103 FIT.] _Meer._ W, G [439] 98 ’T] It G [440] 99 gi’ 1716, W give G [_Exit._ G [441] 106 [_Exeunt._ G ACT. III. SCENE. I. [129] GVILT-HEAD. PLVTARCHVS. All this is to make you a Gentleman: I’ll haue you learne, Sonne. Wherefore haue I plac’d you With S^r. _Poul Either-ſide_, but to haue ſo much Law To keepe your owne? Beſides, he is a _Iuſtice_, Here i’ the Towne; and dwelling, Sonne, with him, 5 You ſhal learne that in a yeere, ſhall be worth twenty Of hauing ſtay’d you at _Oxford_, or at _Cambridge_, Or ſending you to the _Innes_ of _Court_, or _France_. I am call’d for now in haſte, by Maſter _Meere-craft_ To truſt Maſter _Fitz-dottrel_, a good man: 10 I’haue inquir’d him, eighteene hundred a yeere, (His name is currant) for a diamant ring Of forty, ſhall not be worth thirty (thats gain’d) And this is to make you a Gentleman! PLV. O, but good father, you truſt too much! GVI. Boy, boy, 15 We liue, by finding fooles out, to be truſted. Our ſhop-bookes are our paſtures, our corn-grounds, We lay ’hem op’n for them to come into: And when wee haue ’hem there, wee driue ’hem vp In t’one of our two Pounds, the _Compters_, ſtreight, 20 And this is to make you a Gentleman! Wee Citizens neuer truſt, but wee doe coozen: For, if our debtors pay, wee coozen them; And if they doe not, then we coozen our ſelues. But that’s a hazard euery one muſt runne, 25 That hopes to make his Sonne a Gentleman!