Cit. No more, a shannot love; but Nell, I will have Rafe do a very notable matter now, to the eternal honour and glory of all Grocers: sirrah, you there, boy, can none of you hear?
Boy. Sir, your pleasure.
Cit. Let Rafe come out on May day in the morning, and speak upon a Conduit with all his Scarfs about him, and his Feathers, and his Rings, and his Knacks.
Boy. Why sir, you do not think of our plot, what will become of that then?
Cit. Why sir, I care not what become on't, I'll have him come out, or I'll fetch him out my self, I'll have something done in honor of the City: besides he hath been long enough upon Adventures, bring him out quickly, [or if] I come [in] amongst you—
Boy. Well sir, he shall come out, but if our Play miscarry, Sir you are like to pay for't. [Exit.
Cit. Bring him away then.
Wife. This will be brave i'faith: George shall not he dance the Morrice too for the credit of the Strand.
Cit. No sweet-heart it will be too much for the boy. O there he is Nell, he's reasonable well in reparel, but he has not Rings enough.
Enter Rafe.