Clow. Now sir, will you not acknowledge that I have mightily advanc'd your practice?
Forobos. 'Tis confest, and I will make thee a great man for't.
Clow. I take a course to do that my self, for I drink sack in abundance.
Foro. O my rare rascall! We must remove.
Clow. Whither?
Foro. Any whither: Europe is too little to be coz'ned by us, I am ambitious to go to the East-Indies, thou and I to ride on our brace of Elephants.
Clow. And for my part I long to be in England agen; you will never get so much as in England, we have shifted many countryes, and many names: but trance the world over you shall never purse up so much gold as when you were in England, and call'd your self Doctor Lambe-stones.
Foro. 'Twas an atractive name I confess, women were then my only admirers.
Clow. And all their visits was either to further their lust, or revenge injuries.