SCENE VIII.
Enter Bannswright, Warehouse, Dorcas.
Ban. Madam, this is the gentleman I mention'd,
I've brought him here, according to my function,
To give you both an interview: if you
Be ready, the church and priest are.
Aur. Is this, sir,
The wealthy merchant?
Ban. Madam, this is he
That, if you'll wear the price of baronies,
Or live at Cleopatra's rate, can keep you.
Aur. Come you a suitor, sir, to me?
Ware. Yes, lady,
I did employ my speaker there, who hath,
I hope, inform'd you with my purpose.
Aur. Surely
Your speaker then hath err'd; I understood
Him for my woman: if you can like her, sir,
It being, for aught I hear, all one to you,
I've woo'd her for you. But, for myself, could you
Endow me with the stream that ebbs and flows
In waves of gold, I hope you do not think
I'd so much stain my birth, as to be bought
To match into a company. Sir, plainly,
I'm match'd already.
Ware. Bannswright, did not you
Tell me she'd have me?
Ban. Faith, sir, I have ears
That might deceive me; but I did dream waking,
If she were not the party. Madam, pray you,
One word in private.