Ara. For shame, will you not entertain your Kinsman here a little better: you leave him here alone, as thô you despised his Company.
Mer. Is that all? I thought the Bridegroom had been return’d: Sir, pray pardon this Rudeness; But indeed I had quite forgot you, quite forgot you, as I hope to be sav’d: But what makes you tremble, Sir, are you ill dispos’d.
Ara. Think you he hath not reason to be ill-disposed at this cold [Aside to Justice Merryman.]
Entertainment? for my part I blush for shame.
Spr. Come pray, Sir, shake off this Dulness, and participate of our Mirth, Od’s nigs do.
Sum. I am very well, Sir, I thank you, only the Gentleman is a little under a Mistake.
Mer. It may be so, Ay, ay, it may be so; I vow I thought you had trembled, but I believe it might be my own Hand; you must pardon me, I was stiffer once.
Sum. Sir, your humble Servant.
Mer. But, Gentlemen, what think you of an Adventure?
Spr. Adventure whither?
Mer. Why, to the East-Indies? I have a Vessel, Gentlemen, called the Sea-Horse, bound thither, and to morrow I do expect her to sail. Now, Gentlemen, if you’l venture, ye shall have fair Dealing, that I’ll promise you. And for the French, you need not fear them, for she is a smart new Vessel: Nay, she hath a Letter of Mart too, and twenty brave roaring Boys on both Sides her, Starboard and Larboard: And I intend to go as far as Marget down with her, ’twill be as good as Physick to me.