Nano. Marry I can smell a knaue from a Rat.
Slip. And I can licke a dish before a Cat.
Andr. And I can finde two fooles vnfought,
How like you that?
But in earnest, now tell me of what trades are you two?
Slip. How meane you that sir, of what trade?
Marry Ile tell you, I haue many trades,
The honest trade when I needs must, 430
The filching trade when time serues,
The Cousening trade as I finde occasion.
And I haue more qualities, I cannot abide a ful cup vnkist,
A fat Capon vncaru’d,
A full purse vnpickt,
Nor a foole to prooue a Iustice as you do.
Andr. Why sot why calst thou me foole?
Nano. For examining wiser then thy selfe.
Andr. So doth many more then I in Scotland.
Nano. Yea those are such, as haue more autthoritie then wit,440
And more wealth then honestie.
Slip. This is my little brother with the great wit, ware him,
But what canst thou do, tel me, that art so inquisitiue of vs?
Andr. Any thing that concernes a gentleman to do, that can I do.