Cas. Sweet Fluello, I should be bountiful to that conceit.
Flu. Well, ’tis enough.
Re-enter George with beaker.
Cand. Here gentlemen to you,
I wish your custom, you are exceeding welcome. [Drinks.
Cas. I pledge you, Signor Candido—[Drinks.]—here you that must receive a hundred ducats.
Pio. I’ll pledge them deep, i’faith, Castruchio.—Signor Fluello. [Drinks.
Flu. Come: play’t off to me;
I am your last man.
Cand. George supply the cup. [Exit George who returns with beaker filled.
Flu. So, so, good honest George,—
Here Signor Candido, all this to you.
Cand. O, you must pardon me, I use it not.