Enter Quadratus, Laverdure, and Celia; Simplicius, Meletza, Lyzabetta, Lucia, and Lampatho.
Pip. Ha! take all, then. Ha!
Qua. Without cloak, or hat, or rapier? Fie!
Sim. God’s me! Look yonder. Who gave you these things?
Bid. Mistress Perpetuana’s fool.
Sim. Mistress Perpetuana’s fool! Ha, ha! there lies a jest. Signor, the fool promised me he would not leave me. 161
Bid. I know the fool well. He will stick to you: does not use to forsake any youth that is enamour’d on another man’s wife; he strives to keep company with a crimson satin suit continually; he loves to be all one with a critic; a good wit, self-conceited, a hawk-bearer, a dog-keeper, and great with the nobility; he doats upon a mere scholar, an honest flat fool; but, above all, he is all one with a fellow whose cloak hath a better inside than his outside, and his body richer lined than his brain. 171
Sim. Uds so! I am cozened.
Pip. Pray you, master, pardon me; I must lose my share.
Sim. Give me my purse again.