Math. But wherefore talked Don Lodowick with you?
Bar. Tush! man, we talked of diamonds, not of Abigail.
Moth. Tell me, Mathias, is not that the Jew?
Bar. As for the comment on the Maccabees, I have it, sir, and 'tis at your command.
Math. Yes, madam, and my talk with him was [but] [66] About the borrowing of a book or two.
Moth. Converse not with him, he's cast off from heaven.160 Thou hast thy crowns, fellow; come, let's away.
Math. Sirrah, Jew, remember the book.
Bar. Marry will I, sir. [Exeunt Mathias and his Mother.
Off. Come, I have made A reasonable market; let's away. [Exeunt Officers with slaves.
Bar. Now let me know thy name, and therewithal Thy birth, condition, and profession.