Staines. Here will not be a gallant seen this hour.
Ser. Within this quarter, sir, and less: they meet here as soon as at any ordinary in th' town.
Staines. Hast any tobacco?
Ser. Yes, sir.
Staines. Fill.
Long. Why, thou report'st miracles, things not to be believed: I protest to thee, hadst thou not unripped thyself to me, I should never have known thee.
Staines. I tell you true, sir; I was so far gone, that desperation knocked at my elbow, and whispered news to me out of Barbary.[177]
Long. Well, I am glad so good an occasion stay'd thee at home.
And may'st thou prosper in thy project, and go on
With best success of thy invention.
Staines. False dice say amen; for that's my induction:
I do mean to cheat to-day without respect of persons.
When saw'st thou Will Rash?
Long. This morning at his chamber; he'll be here.