Re-enter Biondello.
Bion. I have seen them in the church together: [God]
send 'em good shipping! But who is here? mine [old]
master Vincentio! now we are undone, and [brought] to
nothing.
Vin. [[Seeing Biondello]] Come hither, crack-hemp.
Bion. I hope I may choose, sir.
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Vin. Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot