[454] 27 he’s W, G

[455] 45,6 to ... truth] in italics G

[456] 47 lies.—Enter Everill.

Act. III. Scene. IIJ.

Ever-ill. Plvtarchvs. Gvilt-head.
Mere-craft. Fitzdottrell.

O, are you heere, Sir? ’pray you let vs whiſper.

Plv. Father, deare Father, truſt him if you loue mee.

Gvi. Why, I doe meane it, boy; but, what I doe, Muſt not come eaſily from mee: Wee muſt deale With Courtiers, boy, as Courtiers deale with vs. 5 If I haue a Buſineſſe there, with any of them, Why, I muſt wait, I’am ſure on’t, Son: and though My Lord diſpatch me, yet his worſhipfull man— Will keepe me for his ſport, a moneth, or two, To ſhew mee with my fellow Cittizens. 10 I muſt make his traine long, and full, one quarter; And helpe the ſpectacle of his greatneſſe. There, Nothing is done at once, but iniuries, boy: And they come head-long! an their good turnes moue not, [124]  Or very ſlowly.

Plv. Yet ſweet father, truſt him. 15

Gvi. VVell, I will thinke.