Mul. How long have you been a barber, Andrew?
Coc. Not long, sir; this two year.
Mul. What! and a good workman already. I dare scarce trust my head to thee.
Coc. O, fear not; we ha’ poll’d better men than you; we learn the trade very quickly. Will your good worship be shaven or cut?
Mul. As you will. What trade didst live by before thou turnedst barber, Andrew?
Coc. I was a pedlar in Germany; but my countrymen thrive better by this trade. 31
Mul. What’s the news, barber? thou art sometimes at court.
Coc. Sometimes poll a page or so, sir.
Mul. And what’s the news? How do all my good lords and all my good ladies, and all the rest of my acquaintance?
Coc. What an arrogant knave’s this! I’ll acquaintance ye! ’Tis cash!—[He spieth the bag.]—Say ye, sir?