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Wit Without Money - The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher by Francis Beaumont
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flouted, and shown to Chambermaids, like a strange beast, she had
purchased with her penny.

_Fran._ You are a strange man, but do you think it was a woman?

_Val._ There's no doubt on't, who can be there to do it else?
besides the manner of the circumstances.

_Fran._ Then such courtesies, who ever does 'em sir, saving your
own wisdom, must be more lookt into, and better answered, than with
deserving slights, or what we ought to have conferred upon us, men may
starve else, means are not gotten now with crying out I am a gallant
fellow, a good Souldier, a man of learning, or fit to be employed,
immediate blessings cease like miracles, and we must grow by second
means, I pray go with me, even as you love me Sir.

_Val._ I will come to thee, but _Frank_, I will not stay to
hear your fopperies, dispatch those e're I come.

_Fran._ You will not fail me.

_Val._ Some two hours hence expect me.

_Fran._ I thank you, and will look for you. [_Exeunt._

_Enter_ Widow, Shorthose, _and_ Roger.

_Wid._ Who let in these puppies? you blind rascals, you drunken
Knaves several.

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