Every Man in His Humour by Ben Jonson
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[EXIT LOR. SE.]
MUS. Yes, sir, straight, I'll but garter my hose; oh, that my belly were hoop'd now, for I am ready to burst with laughing. 'Slid, was there ever seen a fox in years to betray himself thus? now shall I be possest of all his determinations, and consequently my young master; well, he is resolved to prove my honesty: faith, and I am resolved to prove his patience: oh, I shall abuse him intolerably: this small piece of service will bring him clean out of love with the soldier for ever. It's no matter, let the world think me a bad counterfeit, if I cannot give him the slip at an instant; why, this is better than to have stayed his journey by half: well, I'll follow him. Oh, how I long to be employed. [EXIT.] ACT II. SCENE III. ENTER PROSPERO, BOBADILLA, AND MATHEO. MAT. Yes, faith, sir, we were at your lodging to seek you too. PROS. Oh, I came not there to-night. BOB. Your brother delivered us as much. |
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