Mech. Of all which, my lord, I being, in a strict conceit, a bawdy witness, and having, both from the orator's scorns and delays received many indignities, thought by this discovery to cry quittance with my proud enemy.
Cyp. And you have amply done it; yet this jest
So perfect doth deserve more memory.
Florio, go bid the orator attend us presently.
[Exit Florio.
And now to you, Drap and Velours, I did
Refer you long since to the orator.
Yet I note your attention: come, there is
Some too close-fisted hardness in your hearts:
You gripe too hard, your bribes will not disburse:
Come, tell me truly, as you look for heaven,
What must you pay for your despatches?
Drap and Vel. A thousand crowns we oft'er'd willingly.
Cyp. And will your suit avail with such disbursement?
Drap and Vel. It will, and we most richly satisfied.
Cyp. We'll see the business perfected.
Drap and Vel. With all our hearts, and be full-joy'd thereat;
Here are the crowns.
Cyp. You shall have your despatches.