_Must._ My chattels are come into my hands again, and my conscience will serve me to sell them twice over; any price now, before the Mufti come to claim them. _1st Mer._ [_To_ MUST.] What dost hold that old fellow at?--[_Pointing to_ ALVAR.] He's tough, and has no service in his limbs. _Must._ I confess he's somewhat tough; but I suppose you would not boil him, I ask for him a thousand crowns. _1st Mer._ Thou mean'st a thousand marvedis. _Must._ Pr'ythee, friend, give me leave to know my own meaning. _1st Mer._ What virtues has he to deserve that price? _Must._ Marry come up, sir! virtues, quotha! I took him in the king's company; he's of a great family, and rich; what other virtues wouldst thou have in a nobleman? _1st Mer._ I buy him with another man's purse, that's my comfort. My lord Dorax, the governor, will have him at any rate:--There's hansel. Come, old fellow, to the castle. _Alvar._ To what is miserable age reserved! [_Aside._ But oh the king! and oh the fatal secret! Which I have kept thus long to time it better, And now I would disclose, 'tis past my power. [_Exit with his Master._ _Must._ Something of a secret, and of the king, I heard him mutter: a pimp, I warrant him, for I am sure he is an old courtier. Now, to put off t'other remnant of my merchandize.--Stir up, sirrah! [_To_ ANT. _Ant._ Dog, what wouldst thou have? _Must._ Learn better manners, or I shall serve you a dog-trick; come down upon all-four immediately; I'll make you know your rider. _Ant._ Thou wilt not make a horse of me? _Must._ Horse or ass, that's as thy mother made thee: but take earnest, in the first place, for thy sauciness.--[_Lashes him with his Whip._]--Be advised, friend, and buckle to thy geers: Behold my ensign of royalty displayed over thee. _Ant._ I hope one day to use thee worse in Portugal. _Must._ Ay, and good reason, friend; if thou catchest me a-conquering on thy side of the water, lay on me lustily; I will take it as kindly as thou dost this.-- [_Holds up his Whip._ _Ant._ [_Lying down._] Hold, my dear Thrum-cap: I obey thee cheerfully.--I see the doctrine of non-resistance is never practised thoroughly, but when a man can't help himself. _Enter a second Merchant._ _2d Mer._ You, friend, I would see that fellow do his postures. _Must._ [_Bridling_ ANT.] Now, sirrah, follow, for you have rope enough: To your paces, villain, amble trot, and gallop:--Quick about, there.--Yeap! the more money's bidden for you, the more your credit. [ANTONIO _follows, at the end of the Bridle, on his Hands and Feet, and does all his Postures._ _2d Mer._ He is well chined, and has a tolerable good back; that is half in half.--[_To_ MUST.]--I would see him strip; has he no diseases about him?