Reignald. [_Aside_.] To which hand shall I turn me? Here’s my master Hath been to inquire of him that sold the house, Touching the murder; here’s an usuring rascal, Of whom we have borrowed money to supply Our prodigal expenses, broke our day, And owe him still the principal and use. Were I to meet them single, I have brain To oppose both, and to come off unscarred; But if they do assault me, and at once, Not Hercules himself could stand that odds: Therefore I must encounter them by turns, And to my master first.--Oh, sir, well met. Old Lionel. What, Reignald! I but now met with the man Of whom I bought yon house. Reignald. What, did you, sir? But did you speak of aught concerning that Which I last told you? Old Lionel. Yes, I told him all. Reignald. Then am I cast! [_Aside_.]--But I pray tell me, sir, Did he confess the murder? Old Lionel. No such thing; Most stiffly he denies it. Reignald. Impudent wretch! Then serve him with a warrant; let the officer Bring him before a justice, you shall hear What I can say against him! ’Sfoot! deny’t! But I pray, sir, excuse me; yonder’s one With whom I have some business; stay you here, And but determine what’s best course to take, And note how I will follow’t. Old Lionel. Be brief, then. Reignald. Now, if I can as well put off my use-man, This day I shall be master of the field. [_Aside_. Usurer. That should be Lionel’s man. Man. The same, I know him. Usurer. After so many frivolous delays, There’s now some hope. He that was wont to shun us, And to absent himself, accosts us freely, And with a pleasant countenance.--Well met, Reignald, What, is this money ready? Reignald. Never could you Have come in better time. Usurer. Where is your master, Young Lionel? it something troubles me That he should break his day. Reignald. A word in private. Usurer. Tush, private me no privates;[3.33] in a word, Speak, are my moneys ready? Reignald. Not so loud. Usurer. I will be louder yet. Give me my moneys; Come, tender me my moneys. Reignald. We know you have a throat wide as your conscience; You need not use it now. Come, get you home. Usurer. Home! Reignald. Yes, home, I say; return by three o’clock, And I will see all cancelled. Usurer. ’Tis now past two, and I can stay till three; I’ll make that now my business; otherways, With these loud clamours I will haunt thee still: Give me my use, give me my principal. Reignald. This burr will still cleave to me; what, no means To shake him off! I ne’er was caught till now.--[_Aside_. Come, come, you’re troublesome. Usurer. Prevent that trouble, And, without trifling, pay me down my cash; I will be fooled no longer. Reignald. So, so, so.