3D SUITOR. Under Captain Well-done.
CAP. W. He was my soldier indeed, sir, until he lost his leg.
LIB. Hold, pray for the queen. [Gives him money.]
3D SUITOR. God save the queen, and God save Liberality!
SCENE V.
Enter TIPSTAVES, LIBERALITY, SHERIFF, CLERKS,
CRIER, PRODIGALITY, [to whom] the JUDGE.
TIP. Room, my masters, give place, stand by:
Sir Equity hath sent me to let you understand,
That hither he will resort out of hand,
To sit upon the arraignment of Prodigality.
LIB. In good time.
TIP. Behold, he comes.
LIB. Now, Equity, how falls the matter out?