NEMO.
Then speak aloud, for whispering here is barr'd.
FALSEHOOD.
Then neither will I do, nor speak at all.
NEMO.
Then I will speak, and tell what you are both.
Thyself art Falsehood, and are sent from Fraud,
To compass Lucre with a cloak of craft,
With lawn of lies, and cauls of golden guile.
POLICY.
Pack you, my friend; for if you stay a while,
You shall return no more to him that sent you.
NEMO.
Thou from Dissimulation art sent,
And bring'st a gown of glosing, lin'd with lust,
A vardingale[258] of vain boast and fan of flattery,
A ruff of riot and a cap of pride;
And Double-dealing is thy name and office both.
DOUBLE-DEALING:
Falsehood, let's go: we are deciphered.
FALSEHOOD.
Lucre, thou losest here a princely gift.
[Exeunt ambo.
NEMO.
Lucre consumes, being won by Fraud or shift.
Thus, lords, you see how these are qualified,
And how these ladies shun that sharp rebuke,
Which some deserve by taking of such toys,
As women weak are tempted soon with gifts.
But here they come, that must these ladies deck.
Lucre, arise; come from the stone of Care.
Enter HONEST INDUSTRY, PURE ZEAL, and SINCERITY.