To buy you both to any thing i'th'earth—
Cler. So it would you.
Mons. Nay bought you both out-right,
You and your trunkes—I feare me, I offend thee.
Cler. No, not a jot.
Mons. The most renowmed souldier, 240
Epaminondas (as good authors say)
Had no more suites then backes, but you two shar'd
But one suite twixt you both, when both your studies
Were not what meate to dine with, if your partridge,