1 Mer. The Gunner shall speak you welcom.
Gos. I'le not fail.
3 Mer. Good morrow. [Ex. Merch.
Gos. Heaven grant my Ships a safe return, before
The day of this great payment: as they are
Expected three months sooner: and my credit
Stands good with all the world.
Enter Gerrard.
Ger. Bless my good Master, The prayers of your poor Beads-man ever shall Be sent up for you.
Gos. God o' mercy Clause, There's something to put thee in mind hereafter To think of me.
Ger. May he that gave it you Reward you for it, with encrease, good Master.
Gos. I thrive the better for thy prayers.
Ger. I hope so.
This three years have I fed upon your bounties,
And by the fire of your blest charity warm'd me,
And yet, good Master, pardon me, that must,
Though I have now receiv'd your alms, presume
To make one sute more to you.