_Beam._ I think, without flattery to my friend, he does. Were I to
chuse, of all mankind, a man, on whom I would rely for faith and
counsel, or more, whose personal aid I would invite, in any worthy
cause, to second me, it should be only Gabriel Towerson; daring he is,
and thereto fortunate; yet soft, and apt to pity the distressed, and
liberal to relieve them: I have seen him not alone to pardon foes, but
by his bounty win them to his love: If he has any fault, 'tis only
that to which great minds can only subject be--he thinks all honest,
'cause himself is so, and therefore none suspects.

_Fisc._ I like him well for that; this fault of his great mind, as
Beamont calls it, may give him cause to wish he was more wary, when it
shall be too late. [_Aside._

_Har._ I was in some small hope, this ship had been of our own
country, and brought back my son; for much about this season I expect
him. Good-morrow, gentlemen; I go to fill a brendice to my noble
captain's health, pray tell him so; the youth of our Amboyna I'll send
before, to welcome him.

_Col._ We'll stay, and meet him here.
[_Exeunt_ HARMAN, FISCAL, _and_ VAN HERRING.

_Beam._ I do not like these fleering Dutchmen, they overact their
kindness.

_Col._ I know not what to think of them; that old fat governor, Harman
van Spelt, I have known long; they say he was a cooper in his country,
and took the measure of his hoops for tuns by his own belly: I love