Short. I'th' torn black?
Isab. Yes, the same Sir.
Short. What would your Worship with him?
Isab. Why, my Worship would know his name, and what he is.
Short. 'Is nothing, he is a man, and yet he is no man.
Isab. You must needs play the fool.
Short. 'Tis my profession.
Isab. How is he a man, and no man?
Short. He's a begger, only the sign of a man, the bush pull'd down, which shows the house stands emptie.
Isab. What's his calling?