Every Man in His Humour - Part 25
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Part 25

STEP. Signior Giuliano! am I Signior Giuliano? I am one Signior Stephano, I tell you, and you do not well, by G.o.d's lid, to arrest me, I tell you truly; I am not in your master's books, I would you should well know; ay, and a plague of G.o.d on you for making me afraid thus.

MUS. Why, how are you deceived, gentlemen?

BOB. He wears such a cloak, and that deceived us, But see, here a comes, officer, this is he.

[ENTER GIULIANO.]

GIU. Why, how now, signior gull: are you a turn'd filcher of late? come, deliver my cloak.

STEP. Your cloak, sir? I bought it even now in the market.

MUS. Signior Giuliano, I must arrest you, sir.

GIU. Arrest me, sir, at whose suit?

MUS. At these two gentlemen's.

GIU. I obey thee, varlet; but for these villains --

MUS. Keep the peace, I charge you, sir, in the Duke's name, sir.

GIU. What's the matter, varlet?

MUS. You must go before master Doctor Clement, sir, to answer what these gentlemen will object against you, hark you, sir, I will use you kindly.

MAT. We'll be even with you, sir, come, Signior Bobadilla, we'll go before and prepare the Doctor: varlet, look to him.

[EXEUNT BOBADILLA AND MATHEO.]

BOB. The varlet is a tall man, by Jesu.

GIU. Away, you rascals, Signior, I shall have my cloak.

STEP. Your cloak? I say once again, I bought it, and I'll keep it.

GIU. You will keep it?

STEP. Ay, that I will.

GIU. Varlet, stay, here's thy fee, arrest him.

MUS. Signior Stephano, I arrest you.

STEP. Arrest me! there, take your cloak: I'll none of it.

GIU. Nay, that shall not serve your turn, varlet, bring him away, I'll go with thee now to the Doctor's, and carry him along.

STEP. Why, is not here your cloak? what would you have?

GIU. I care not for that.

MUS. I pray you, sir.

GIU. Never talk of it; I will have him answer it.

MUS. Well, sir, then I'll leave you, I'll take this gentleman's word for his appearance, as I have done yours.

GIU. Tut, I'll have no words taken, bring him along to answer it.

MUS. Good sir, I pity the gentleman's case, here's your money again.

GIU. G.o.d's bread, tell not me of my money, bring him away, I say.

MUS. I warrant you, he will go with you of himself.

GIU. Yet more ado?

MUS. I have made a fair mash of it.

STEP. Must I go?

[EXEUNT.]

ENTER DOCTOR CLEMENT, Th.o.r.eLLO, LORENZO SENIOR, BIANCHA, PISO, TIB, A SERVANT OR TWO OF THE DOCTOR'S.

CLEM. Nay, but stay, stay, give me leave; my chair, sirrah; you, Signior Lorenzo, say you went thither to meet your son.

LOR. SE. Ay, sir.

CLEM. But who directed you thither?

LOR. SE. That did my man, sir.

CLEM. Where is he?

LOR. SE. Nay, I know not now, I left him with your clerk, And appointed him to stay here for me.

CLEM. About what time was this?

LOR. SE. Marry, between one and two, as I take it.

CLEM. So, what time came my man with the message to you, Signior Th.o.r.ello?

THO. After two, sir.

CLEM. Very good, but, lady, how that you were at Cob's, ha?

BIA. An't please you, sir, I'll tell you: my brother Prospero told me that Cob's house was a suspected place.