Pvg. My maſter, Sir, will paſſe his word for me.
Amb. O, can you ſpeake to purpoſe now?
Fit. Not I, If you be ſuch a one Sir, I will leaue you 10 To your God fathers in Law. Let twelue men worke.
Fitz-dottrel diſclaimes him.
Png. Do you heare Sir, pray, in priuate.
Fit. well, what ſay you? Briefe, for I haue no time to looſe.
Pvg. Truth is, Sir, I am the very Diuell, and had leaue To take this body, I am in, to ſerue you; 15 Which was a Cutpurſes, and hang’d this Morning. And it is likewiſe true, I ſtole this ſuite To cloth me with. But Sir let me not goe To priſon for it. I haue hitherto Loſt time, done nothing; ſhowne, indeed, no part 20 O’ my Diuels nature. Now, I will ſo helpe Your malice, ’gainst theſe parties; ſo aduance The buſineſſe, that you haue in hand of witchcraft, And your poſſeſſion, as my ſelfe were in you. Teach you ſuch tricks, to make your belly ſwell, 25 And your eyes turne, to foame, to ſtare, to gnaſh Your teeth together, and to beate your ſelfe, Laugh loud, and faine ſix voices—
Fit. Out you Rogue! You moſt infernall counterfeit wretch! Auant! Do you thinke to gull me with your Æſops Fables? 30 Here take him to you, I ha’ no part in him.
Pvg. Sir.
Fit. Away, I do diſclaime, I will not heare you.