Lor. Who doe you think’s in loue with you?
The old Dragon Nicanor, that watches the fruit of your Hesperides.
Le. Oh, that newes is stale.
Lor. He met but iust now, and would needs know,
What returne I had made of his Aduenture.
But I deuised such a Tale for my old Marchant,
Able to make a Bankrout at report,
But he notwithstanding fraughts me agen,
With that he was not able, but with this,
This Chaine of Pearle.