BAR. Wilt thou?
BUT. Both fools [Aside]; and I'll want of my wit, but I'll do't.
BAR. We will live together as fellows.
WEN. As brothers.
[Exeunt.
BUT. As arrant knaves, if I keep you company.
O, the most wretched season of this time!
These men, like fish, do swim within one stream,
Yet they'd eat one another, making no conscience
To drink with them they'd poison; no offence
Betwixt their thoughts and actions has control,
But headlong run, like an unbiass'd bowl.
Yet I will draw[411] them on; but like to him,
At play knows how to lose, and when to win.
Enter THOMAS and JOHN SCARBOROW.
THOM. Butler.
BUT. O, are you come,
And fit as I appointed? so, 'tis well,
You know your cues, and have instructions
How to bear yourselves: all, all is fit,
Play but your part, your states from hence are firm.
[Exit.
JOHN. What shall I term this creature? not a man,
[Betwixt this BUTLER leads ILFORD in.