2 Host. 'Tis come in, Sir, he has it on Sir
And I think 'twill be fit, and o' my credit
'Twas never worn but once Sir, and for necessity
Pawn'd to the man I told ye of.
Phi. Pray bargain for it,
And I will be the pay-master.
2 Host. I will Sir.
Phi. And let our meat be ready when you please,
I mean as soon.
2 Host. It shall be presently.
Phi. How far stands Barcelona?
2 Host. But two Leagues off Sir,
You may be there by three a clock.
Phi. I am glad on't. [Exeunt.
Scæna Secunda.
Enter Theodosia, and Leocadia.