_Jay_. You are most curteous. [_Exit_.
_Pike_. A precious rogue! If the Jaylors be so pregnant what is the
hangman, troe? By the time my misery hath brought me to climbe to his
acquaintance I shall find a frend to the last gaspe. What's here? a
Lady? are the weomen so cruell here to insult ore Captive wretches.
_Enter_Catelyna_&Jaylor_.
_Cat_. Is this the English prisoner?
_Jay_.
Yes, madam.
_Cat_. Trust me, a goodly person.
_Pike_. She eyes me wistly; sure she comes not to instruct her selfe in
the art of painting by the patternes of my face!
_Cat_. Sir, shall I speake with you?
_Pike_.
Yes, Lady, so you will not mock mee.
_Cat_. Indeed I cannot, but must needs acknowledge
Myselfe beholding to you.
_Pike_. This I must beare; I will doe soe &call't my sweet affliction.
_Cat_.
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