Resp. Then, People! let us twain depart in quietness;
For, this talking here may hinder their business.
People. Come on! I chil wait avore you, and be your man.
[Exeant.
Adul. And I will to my fellows as fast as I can.
Be they gone? farewell, they! God send them both the pip!
But, in faith, People! I will have you on the hip;
I will be even with you for your broad carping—
Ah, ye peasant wretch! on us four to be harping!
And yet, must we our matters handle discreetly;
Or else, I fear, it will end not very sweetly.
But now, I would Avarice, or else Insolence,
Or Oppression were here rather than sixpence.
And lo, where Avarice cometh! a wolf in the tale,
(As the proverb saith)—what doth he after him hale?
ACTUS TERTII, SCENA QUARTA.
Avarice. Adulation. Oppression.
Avar. Come on, sweet bags of gold! come on, with a good will!
I, on you so tender, and ye so froward still?
Come forward, I pray you, sweet bags! ah, will ye so?
Come! or I must draw you, whether ye will or no.
I know your desire; ye would fain be in my chest—
When the belly is full, the bones would be at rest!
Be content, awhile! I will couch you all up soon
Where ye shall not be spied, neither of sun nor moon.
What now, brother Honesty! what pry ye this way?
Is there anything here that is yours—can ye say?
Look off from my bags! it is a pretty matter:
Ye can see no green cheese but your teeth will water!
Adul. In nomine Patris, hast thou got all this sens?
Avar. Why, thinkest thou I have sat idle since I went hence?
Nay! I have filled my little purses too, each one.