Tric.
Lord, how I hate a lyar with my heart; your Trico told neither unto you, nor unto Torcol any thing but what was the truth this day.
Theo.
That was true too; what pains you took at my Country House.
Tric.
So it was Master, with a mental Reservation; my Body was here indeed, but my mind was at your Country-house.
Theo.
Ha, ha, he; How learned are you grown?
Tric.
I Sir; I had it out of Cupes Book; when I am married, there shall be a Comedy acted: The Name of it shall be Aequi∣vocus.
Theo.
But Loiola only must Scene a Tragedy. Away with him:
Anto.
Father, That no discontent may cloud our Marriage; confer I pray six hundred Crowns on Torcol the supposed Uncle of Isabella for the charges of her maintenance, he may pay them back again to Ignoramus who bought her this day of him for so much money.
Theo.
Willingly, my Son, and much more too. Here Trico take this gold Chain, and give it to Torcol, and bring Ignoramus hither to me with him. Let that be an Earnest, that I will give them full Content to their own desires; and d'ee hear — invite all the Jovial blades and the most apparent of our Neighbours to supper too morrow night; we will there repeat, and laugh at thy Con∣ceits. No man shall depart with a sad heart.
Tric.
Now you are my brave Master in earnest, Now I per∣ceive you will get you a Name.
Theo.
Trico, give me thy hand; In good troth I love thee.
Tric.
Master; and if I love you not twice as much — well —you know not what I think on now; you may go where you will, but if I love you not—in my hearts heart Master.
Theo.
My Trico, and my Bannacar, I will be good unto you.
Tric.
Master; Bannacar the Moor, and Trico, are your two ser∣vants that are worth their weight in Gold.
Theo.
You have spoke the Truth; but go now where I com∣manded you.
Tric.
On the reputation of this Chain I go now to Torcol, and afterwards I will addresse my self to Ignoramus. I will bring them both to you with all the speed I can.
Exit Trico. Enter Vincit.