Alb. That in that time thou mayest convey
Our treasure to the inn, and speak a boat
Ready for Gravesend, and provide a supper,
Where with those precious liquors and good meats
We'll cheer ourselves; and thus, well fed and merry,
Take boat by night.
Fur. And what will you do?
Alb. First in, and usher out our changeling, Trincalo.
Then finish up a business of great profit,
Begun with a rich merchant, that admires
My skill in alchemy. I must not lose it.
Ron. Harpax, bestow the plate: Furbo, our beards,
Black patches for our eyes, and other properties,[313]
And at the time and place meet all at supper.
[Exeunt.
SCENE IV.
Albumazar, Trincalo.
Alb. Stand forth, transformed Antonio, fully mued
From brown soar feathers[314] of dull yeomanry,
To th' glorious bloom of gentry: prune yourself sleek;[315]
Swear boldly y' are the man you represent
To all that dare deny it.
Trin. I find my thoughts
Most strangely alter'd; but methinks my face
Feels still like Trincalo.