Hub. What mak'st thee here, ha? [aside.
Ger. We accept thy fellowship.
Hub. Hemskirk, thou art not right I fear, I fear thee. [aside.
Enter Ferret, with a Letter.
Fer. Here is the paper: and as he said we found it.
Ger. Give me it, I shall make a shift yet, old as I am,
To find your knavery: you are sent here, Sirra,
To discover certain Gentlemen, a spy-knave,
And if ye find 'em, if not by perswasion
To bring 'em back, by poyson to despatch 'em.
Hub. By poyson, ha?
Ger. Here is another, Hubert; What is that Hubert Sir?
Hem. You may perceive there.
Ger. I may perceive a villany and a rank one, Was he joyn'd partner of thy knavery?