Spend. Money! why does he send to me? Does he think I have the philosopher's stone, or I can clip, or coin? How does he think I can come by money?
Hold. Faith, sir, his occasions are so great, that he must have money, or else he can buy no victuals.
Spend. Then we must starve, belike. Ud's foot, thou see'st I have nothing left that will yield me two shillings.
Hold. If you have no money, you'd best remove into some cheaper ward.
Spend. What ward should I remove in?
Hold. Why, to the twopenny ward; it's likeliest to hold out with your means; or, if you will, you may go into the hole, and there you may feed, for nothing.
Spend. Ay, out of the alms-basket, where charity appears in likeness of a piece of stinking fish, such as they beat bawds with when they are carted.
Hold. Why, sir, do not scorn it; as good men as yourself have been glad to eat scraps out of the alms-basket.
Spend. And yet, slave, thou in pride wilt stop thy nose,
Screw, and make faces, talk contemptibly of it,
And of the feeders, surly groom.