The. I shall remember.
Cra. And at no hand, though these are us'd as agents
Acquaint them with your purpose till the instant
That we employ them; 'tis not fit they have
Time to consider, when 'tis done, reward
Or fear will keep them silent: yet you may
Grace them as you pass by, 'twill make them surer,
And greedier to deserve you.
The. I'll move only
As you would have me: Good-day Gentlem[e]n;
Nay, spare this ceremonious form of duty
To him that brings love to you, equal love,
And is in nothing happier, than in knowing
It is return'd by you; we are as one.
Sos. I am o'r-joy'd, I know not
How to reply: but—
Era. Hang all buts; my Lord,
For this your bounteous favour—
Nean. Let me speak,
If to feed Vultures here, after the halter
Has done his part, or if there be a Hell
To take a swinge or two there, may deserve this.
Sos. We are ready.
Era. Try us any way.
Nean. Put us to it.
The. What jewels I have in you!