Ant. Money, and a love-pinch in the inside of my palm into the bargain.[Aside.
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Sir, my lord Benducar is coming to wait on you, and is already at the palace gate.
Muf. Come in, Johayma; regulate the rest of my wives and concubines, and leave the fellow to his work.
Joh. How stupidly he stares about him, like a calf new come into the world! I shall teach you, sirrah, to know your business a little better. This 351 way, you awkward rascal; here lies the arbour; must I be shewing you eternally?
[Turning him about.
Muf. Come away, minion; you shall shew him nothing.
Joh. I'll but bring him into the arbour, where a rose-tree and a myrtle-tree are just falling for want of a prop; if they were bound together, they would help to keep up one another. He's a raw gardener, and 'tis but charity to teach him.
Muf. No more deeds of charity to-day; come in, or I shall think you a little better disposed than I could wish you.
Joh. Well, go before, I will follow my pastor.
Muf. So you may cast a sheep's eye behind you? in before me;—and you, sauciness, mind your pruning-knife, or I may chance to use it for you.
[Exeunt Mufti and Johayma.