_Bar_.
No, no, thou shalt not; 'tis some honest Client, Rich, and litigious, the Curate has brought to me, Pre'thee goe in (my Duck) I'le but speak to 'em, And return instantly.
_Ama_.
I am commanded, One day you will know my sufferance.--
[_Exit_.
_Bar_.
And reward it.
So, so, fast bind, fast find; Come in my neighbours, My loving neighbours pray ye come in, ye are welcome.
_Enter_ Lopez, Leandro, _and_ Diego.
_Lop_.
Bless your good reverence.
_Bar_.
Good-day, good Master Curate, And neighbour _Diego_, welcom: what's your business?
And 'pray ye be short (good friends) the time is pretious, Welcom, good Sir.
_Lop_.
To be short then with your Mastership, (For I know your several hours are full of business) We have brought ye this young-man, of honest parents, And of an honest face.
_Bar_.
It seems so, Neighbours, But to what end?
_Lop_.
To be your Pupil, Sir, Your Servant, if you please.
_Lea_.
I have travell'd far, Sir, To seek a worthy man.
_Bar_.
Alas, good Gentleman, I am a poor man, and a private too, Unfit to keep a Servant of your Reckoning; My house a little Cottage, and scarce able To hold my self, and those poor few live under it; Besides, you must not blame me Gentlemen, If I were able to receive a Servant, To be a little scrupulous of his dealing, For in these times--
_Lop_.
'Pray let me answer that, sir, Here is five hundred Duckets, to secure him, He cannot want, Sir, to make good his credit, Good gold, and coin.
_Bar_.
And that's an honest pledge; Yet sure, that needs not, for his face, and carriage, Seem to declare an in-bred honesty.
_Lea_.
And (for I have a ripe mind to the Law, sir, In which I understand you live a Master) The least poor corner in your house, poor Bed, sir, (Let me not seem intruding to your worship) With some Books to instruct me, and your counsel, Shall I rest most content with: other Acquaintance Than your grave presence, and the grounds of Law I dare not covet, nor I will not seek, sir, For surely mine own nature desires privacy.
Next, for your monthly pains (to shew my thanks,) I do proportion out some twenty Duckets; As I grow riper, more: three hundred now, sir, To shew my love to learning, and my Master, My diet I'le defray too, without trouble.
_Lop_.
Note but his mind to learning.
_Bar_.
I do strangely, yes, and I like it too, thanks to his mony.
_Die_.
Would he would live with me, and learn to dig too.
_Lop_.
A wondrous modest man, sir.
_Bar_.
So it seems, His dear love to his Studie must be nourish'd, Neighbour, he's like to prove.
_Lop_.
With your good counsel, And with your diligence, as you will ply him; His Parents, when they know your care--
_Bar_.
Come hither.
_Die_.
An honester young man, your worship ne're kept, But he is so bashfull--
_Bar_.
O I like him better.
Say I should undertake ye, which indeed, sir, Will be no little straitness to my living, Considering my Affairs, and my small house, sir, For I see some promises that pull me to ye; Could you content your self, at first thus meanly, To lie hard, in an out-part of my house, sir?
For I have not many Lodgings to allow ye; And studie should be still remote from company; A little fire sometimes too, to refresh ye; A Student must be frugal: sometimes Lights too, According to your labour.
_Lea_.