Sil. Do, to be a friend still.
Cla. If this way, I shall never hold.
Sil. I'll watch ye:
And if I catch ye false: by heaven ye dye for't,
All love forgot.
Cla. When I fear that, I am fit for't. [Exeunt.
Scæna Secunda.
Enter Lopez at a Table with Jewels and Money upon it, an Egg roasting by a Candle.
Lop. Whilst prodigal young gaudy fools are banqueting,
And launching out their states to catch the giddy,
Thus do I study to preserve my fortune,
And hatch with care at home the wealth that Saints me.
Here's Rubies of Bengala, rich, rich, glorious;
These Diamonds of Ormus bought for little,
Here vented at the price of Princes Ransomes;
How bright they shine like constellations,
The South Seas treasure here, Pearl, fair and orient
Able to equal Cleopatra's Banquet:
Here chains of lesser stones for Ladies lusters,
Ingotts of Gold, Rings, Brooches, bars of Silver,
These are my studies to set off in sale well,
And not in sensual surfeits to consume 'em;
How rosts mine egg; he heats apace, I'll turn him:
Penurio, where you knave do you wait? Penurio,
You lazie knave.
Pen. Did you call Sir?
Lop. Where's your Mistriss?
What vanity holds her from her attendance?
Pen. The very sight of this egg has made him cockish,
What would a dozen butter'd do? She is within Sir.