Young Lionel, a riotous Citizen. Old Geraldine, Father of Young Geraldine. Old Lionel, a Merchant, Father of Young Lionel. Reignald, a parasitical Serving-man. Robin, an old country Serving-man. Roger the Clown, Servant to Old Wincott. Rioter, a Spendthrift. Two Gallants, his Companions. Master Ricott, a Merchant. A Gentleman, Companion to Delavil. A Usurer and his Man. The Owner of the House, supposed to be possessed. A Tavern Drawer. Servants. Wincott’s Wife, a young Gentlewoman. Prudentilla, her Sister. Blanda, a Whore. Scapha, a Bawd. Two Wenches, Companions to Blanda. Bess, Chambermaid to Mistress Wincott. SCENE--London and Barnet. THE ENGLISH TRAVELLER. ACT THE FIRST. SCENE I.--_A Room in_ Old Wincott’s _House_. _Enter_ Young Geraldine _and_ Delavil. Delavil. Oh, friend, that I to mine own notion Had joined but your experience! I have The theoric, but you the practic. Young Geraldine. I Perhaps have seen what you have only read of. Delavil. There’s your happiness. A scholar in his study knows the stars, Their motion and their influence, which are fixed And which are wandering, can decipher seas, And give each several land his proper bounds; But set him to the compass, he’s to seek, When a plain pilot can direct his course From hence unto both the Indies; can bring back His ship and charge, with profits quintuple. I have read Jerusalem, and studied Rome, Can tell in what degree each city stands, Describe the distance of this place from that-- All this the scale in every map can teach; Nay, for a need could punctually recite The monuments in either; but what I Have by relation only, knowledge by travel, Which still makes up a complete gentleman, Proves eminent in you. Young Geraldine. I must confess I have seen Jerusalem and Rome, have brought Mark from the one, from the other testimony, Known Spain, and France, and from their airs have sucked A breath of every language: but no more Of this discourse, since we draw near the place Of them we go to visit. _Enter_ Clown. Clown. Noble Master Geraldine, worshipful Master Delavil! Delavil. I see thou still rememberest us. Clown. Remember you! I have had so many memorandums from the multiplicities of your bounties, that not to remember you were to forgot myself; you are both most ingeniously and nobly welcome. Young Geraldine. And why ingeniously and nobly? Clown. Because had I given your welcomes other attributes than I have done, the one being a soldier, and the other seeming a scholar, I should have lied in the first, and showed myself a kind of blockhead in the last. Young Geraldine. I see your wit is nimble as your tongue; But how doth all at home? Clown. Small doings at home, sir, in regard that the age of my master corresponds not with the youth of my mistress, and you know cold January and lusty May seldom meet in conjunction.