Fus. My acquaintance? I scorn that, i’faith; I hope my acquaintance goes in chains of gold three and fifty times double:—you know who I mean, coz; the posts of his gate are a-painting too.[174]
Re-enter the 2nd Prentice.
2nd Pren. Signor Pandulfo the merchant desires conference with you.
Cand. Signor Pandulfo? I’ll be with him straight,
Attend your mistress and the gentleman. [Exit.
Vio. When do you show those pieces?
Fus. Ay, when do you show those pieces?
Prentices. [Within.] Presently, sir, presently: we are but charging them.
Fus. Come, sirrah: you flat-cap,[175] where be these whites?
Re-enter 1st Prentice with pieces.
Geo. Flat-cap? hark in your ear, sir, you’re a flat fool, an ass, a gull, and I’ll thrum[176] you:—do you see this cambric, sir?