Qua. [within]. What, Simplicius!
Sim. I come, Quadratus. Gentlemen, as yet I can but thank you; but I must be trusted for my ordinary soon at night: or stay, I’ll— The fool has unfurnish’d me; but ’twill come again, good bye. 141
Qua. [within]. What, ho! Simplicius!
Sim. Good bye, good boys. I come, I come, good bye,[550] good boys.
[Exit.
Bid. The fool shall wait on thee. Now, do I merit to be yclept, Bosphoros Carmelydon Honorificacuminos Bidet? Who, who has any square dice?
Pip. Marry, sir, that have I.
Bid. Thou shalt lose thy share for it in our purchase.[551]
Pip. I pray you now, pray you now. 150
Bid. Sooner the whistle[552] of a mariner
Shall sleek the rough curbs of the ocean back.—
Now speak I like myself: thou shalt lose thy share.