Volume Xi Part 60 (1/2)
But is there no hope of his recovery?
BAL. None at all, sir; for he's already laid to be arrested by some that I know.
SIR LIONEL. Well, I do suffer for him, and am loth Indeed to do what I'm constrain'd to do: Well, sir, I mean to seize on what is left.
And, hark ye--one word more. [_Whispers._
JOYCE. What heinous sin has yonder man committed, To have so great a punishment, as wait Upon the humours of an idle fool?
A very proper fellow, good leg, good face, A body well-proportioned; but his mind Bewrays he never came of generous kind.
_Enter_ WILL RASH _and_ GERALDINE.
SIR LIONEL. Go to; no more of this at this time.
What, sir, are you come?
W. RASH. Yes, sir; and have made bold to bring a guest along.
SIR LIONEL. Master Geraldine's son of Ess.e.x?
GERA. The same, sir.
SIR LIONEL. You're welcome, sir; when will your father be in town?
GERA. 'Twill not be long, sir.
SIR LIONEL. I shall be glad to see him when he comes.
GERA. I thank you, sir.
SIR LIONEL. In the meantime, you're welcome; pray, be not strange. I'll leave my son amongst you, gentlemen. I have some business. Hark you, Master Balance--Dinner will soon be ready. One word more----
[_Exeunt_ SIR LIONEL _and_ BALANCE.
W. RASH. And how does my little Asinus and his _Tu quoque_, here? O, you pretty sweet-faced rogues! that for your countenances might be Alexander and Lodwick.[193] What says the old man to you! will't be a match?
shall we call brothers?
SCAT. I' faith, with all my heart: if Mistress Gertrude will, we will be married to-morrow.
BUB. 'Sfoot, if Mistress Joyce will, we'll be married to-night.
W. RASH. Why, you courageous boys, and worthy wenches made out of wax!
But what shall's do when we have dined? shall's go see a play?
SCAT. Yes, faith, brother, if it please you: let's go see a play at the Globe.
BUB. I care not; any whither, so the clown have a part; for, i' faith, I am n.o.body without a fool.
GERA. Why, then, we'll go to the Red Bull: they say Green's a good clown.
BUB. Green! Green's an a.s.s.