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ACT. III. SCEN. I.
Scene, A Tavern.
Enter Sir Nicholas Cully, Wheadle, Palmer,
and Drawer.
Palm.
NAy, Sir Nich'las, for all your haste, I must
Have a Note under your hand for the tho usa
Pounds you owe me.
Whead.
This must not be among Friends, Mr Palmer;
Sir Nich'las shall not pay the money.
Sir Nich.
I had been a Mad-man to play at such a rate
If I had ever intended to pay.
Palm.
Though I am but a poor Country-man I scorn
To be chous'd; I have Friends in Town.
Whead.
But hark you, Mr Palmer.
Palm.
Hark me no harks; I'le have my money.
Sir Nich.
Drawer, take you Reck'ning.
Whead.
laughing.
Farewel, Sir; haste into the Country to
Mind your Cattle.
Palm.
But hark you, Gentlemen; are you in earnest?
Whead.
Ay indeed; fare you well, Sir.
Whead.
Never fear him; he dares not to go into the
Field, without it be among his sheep.
Cul.
Agreed; to morrow, about eight in the morning,
Near Pancridge.
Whead.
I will have the honour to serve you, Sir Nich'las.
Provide your self a Second, Mr Palmer.
Exeunt Sir Nich and Whead. laughing.
Palm.
So, laugh:
This is the Sheep that I must fleece.
Exit.