_Oct_. My grief's too great To be expressed in words-- [_Exit_. _Hen_. Take that and leave us, [_gives mony to Jacinta_. Leave us without reply, nay come back sirrah And study to forget such things as these As are not worth the knowledge. [Asca. _offers to follow_. _Asc_. O good Sir, These are bad principles-- _Hen_. Such as you must learn Now you are mine, for wealth and poverty Can hold no friendship: and what is my will You must observe and do, though good or ill. [_Exeunt_. SCENA IV. _Enter_ Bartolus. _Bar_. Where is my wife? 'fore heaven, I have done wonders, Done mighty things to day, my _Amaranta_, My heart rejoyces at my wealthy Gleanings, A rich litigious Lord I love to follow, A Lord that builds his happiness on brawlings, O 'tis a blessed thing to have rich Clyents, Why, wife I say, how fares my studious Pupil? Hard at it still? ye are too violent, All things must have their rests, they will not last else, Come out and breathe. [Leandro _within_. _Lean_. I do beseech you pardon me, I am deeply in a sweet point Sir. _Bar_. I'le instruct ye: _Enter_ Amaranta. I say take breath, seek health first, then your study. O my sweet soul, I have brought thee golden birds home, Birds in abundance: I have done strange wonders: There's more a hatching too. _Am_. Have ye done, good husband? Then 'tis a good day spent. _Bar_. Good enough chicken, I have spread the nets o'th' law, to catch rich booties, And they come fluttering in: how do's my Pupil? My modest thing, hast thou yet spoken to him? _Am_. As I past by his chamber I might see him, But he is so bookish. _Bar_. And so bashfull too, I' faith he is, before he will speak, he will starve there. _Am_. I pitie him a little. _Bar_. So do I too. _Am_. And if he please to take the air o'th' gardens, Or walk i'th' inward rooms, so he molest not-- _Bar_. He shall not trouble thee, he dare not speak to thee. _Enter_ Moor, _with Chesse-board_. Bring out the Chesse-board,--come let's have a game wife, I'le try your masterie, you say you are cunning. _Am_. As learned as ye are, Sir, I shall beat ye. _Enter_ Leandro. _Bar_. Here he steals out, put him not out of countenance, Prethee look another way, he will be gone else Walk and refresh your self, I'll be with you presently. _Lean_. I'le take the air a little. [_Play at chess_. _Bar_. 'Twill be healthfull. _Am_. Will ye be there? then here? I'le spare ye that man. _Lea_.