DRA. Here's a key, sir, and one of our folk to help.
GLO. No matter for a key; help him but in,
And lay him by the fire a little while,
He'll wake immediately; but be [not] heart-sick.
There's money for a candle and thy wine,
I'll go but up unto your alderman's,
And come down presently to comfort him.
[Exeunt.
SKINK. [Within.] Drawer! what Drawer? with a vengeance, Drawer!
DRA. [Within.] Speak in the Crown[503] there.
SCENE THE TWENTY-SECOND.
Enter SKINK, like PRINCE JOHN.
SKINK. They be come; the devil crown ye one by one.
Skink, thou'rt betray'd, that Master Fauconbridge,
Missing some of his chain has got thee dogg'd.
Drawer! what Drawer?
DRA. Anon, anon, sir.
SKINK. Was not Sir Richard Fauconbridge below?