Boy. At hand, sir.
Jasp. Convey away the coffin, and be wary.
Boy. 'Tis done already.
Jasp. Now must I go conjure. [Exit.
Enter Merchant.
Merch. Boy, boy!
Boy. Your servant, sir.
Merch. Do me this kindness, boy; hold, here's a crown: before thou bury the body of this fellow, carry it to his old merry father, and salute him from me, and bid him sing: he hath cause.
Boy. I will, sir.
Merch. And then bring me word what tune he is in,