Four. Only pawned it a little; that's all.
Sir Dav. Let me beseech you, sir, to despatch, and get rid of him as soon as you can. I would gladly drink a bottle with you, sir, but I hate the devil's company mortally: as for the hundred pound here, it is ready; no more words, I'll submit to your good-nature and discretion.
Four. Then, wretch, take this, and make thy peace with the infernal king; he loves riches; sacrifice and be at rest.
Bloody-B. 'Tis done, I'll follow thee, lead on; nay, if thou smile, I more defy thee; fee, fa, fum. [Exit.
Four. 'Tis very odd, this.
Sir Dav. Very odd, indeed; I'm glad he's gone, though.
Four. Now, sir, if you please, we'll refresh ourselves with a cheerful glass, and so chacun chez lui—I would fain make the gull drunk a little, to put a little mettle into him. [Aside.
Sir Dav. With all my heart, sir; but no more words of the devil, if you love me.
Four. The devil's an ass, sir, and here's a health to all those that defy the devil.