_Warn._ When you know all, I shall deserve it, sir: I came to sound the virtue of your mistress: which I have done so cunningly, I have at last obtained the promise of a meeting. But my good master, whom I must confess more generous than wise, knowing you had a passion for her, is resolved to quit: And, sir, that you may see how much he loves you, sent me in private to advise you still to have an eye upon her actions. _Sir John._ Take this diamond for thy good news; and give thy master my acknowledgments. _Warn._ Thus the world goes, my masters! he, that will cozen you, commonly gets your goodwill into the bargain. [_Aside._ _Sir John._ Madam, I am now satisfied of all sides; first of your truth, then of Sir Martin's friendship. In short, I find you two cheated each other, both to be true to me. _Mill._ Warner is got off as I would wish, and the knight over-reached. [_Aside._ _Enter to them the Landlord, disguised like a carrier._ _Rose._ How now! what would this carrier have? _Warn._ This is our landlord, whom I told you of; but keep your countenance. [_Aside to her._ _Land._ I was looking hereaway for one Sir John Swallow; they told me, I might hear news of him in this house. _Sir John._ Friend, I am the man; what have you to say to me? _Land._ Nay, faith, sir, I am not so good a schollard to say much, but I have a letter for you in my pouch, there's plaguy news in it, I can tell you that. _Sir John._ From whom is your letter? _Land._ From your old uncle Anthony. _Sir John._ Give me your letter quickly. _Land._ Nay, soft and fair goes far.--Hold you, hold you. It is not in this pocket. _Sir John._ Search in the other, then; I stand on thorns. _Land._ I think I feel it now, this should be who. _Sir John._ Pluck it out then. _Land._ I'll pluck out my spectacles, and see first. [_Reads_.] To Mr Paul Grimbard--apprentice to----No, that's not for you, sir--that's for the son of the brother of the nephew of the cousin of my gossip Dobson. _Sir John._ Pr'ythee despatch; dost thou not know the contents on't? _Land._ Yes, as well as I do my _pater noster_. _Sir John._ Well, what's the business on't? _Land._ Nay, no great business; 'tis but only that your worship's father's dead. _Sir John._ My loss is beyond expression! How died he? _Land._ He went to bed as well to see to as any man in England; and when he awakened the next morning-- _Sir John._ What then? _Land._ He found himself stark dead. _Sir John._ Well, I must of necessity take orders for my father's funeral, and my estate; heaven knows with what regret I leave you, madam. _Mill._ But are you in such haste, sir? I see you take all occasions to be from me. _Sir John._ Dear madam, say not so: a few days will, I hope, return me to you. _To them Sir_ MARTIN.