SIR GODFREY.
A wonderful Conjurer!—O, aye, tis between heaven and earth,
I warrant you; it cannot go out of the realm.—I know tis
some-where above the earth.
CAPTAIN.
Aye, nigher the earth then thou wotst on.
SIR GODFREY. For, first, my Chain was rich, and no rich thing shall enter into heaven, you know.
NICHOLAS. And as for the Devil, Master, he has no need on’t, for you know he ha’s a great chain of his own.
SIR GODFREY. Thou sayest true, Nicholas, but he has put off that now; that lies by him.
CAPTAIN. Faith, Knight, in few words, I presume so much upon the power of my Art; that I could warrant your Chain again.
SIR GODFREY.
O dainty Captain!
CAPTAIN. Marry, it will cost me much sweat; I were better go to sixteen whot-houses.
SIR GODFREY.
Aye, good man, I warrant thee.
CAPTAIN.
Beside great vexation of Kidney and Liver.