_Un_. Sweet Mistresse _Doritye_. [_Exeunt_.

ACT THE SECOND. _Enter_Captaine_Sackburie,_reading_a_Letter,_and_Thomas_. _Capt_.

Hum-hum-Where's the gold? _Tho_. Here, Sir; one, two, three, fowre, and five. _Cap_.

Thou hast learnd the Cinque pace[235], _Tho_: is the gold weight? _Tho_. I hope so, Sir. _Cap_.

Hum-into the Country;-thou hast a horse, too? _Tho_. Not about me, Sir, but he is ready, all but brideling and sadling, at our Inne, Captaine. My master sayes you shalbe troubled with no horse but his.

_Cap_. Why, is he lame? _Tho_. What? _Truehunt_, the black nag with three white feete? he lame? You meane that I ride upon my selfe.

_Cap_. Hum,-'make hast as you will preserve the reputation of your true friend and servant:'-so, so-Comend me to him, _Thomas_; I wonot faile to visit him. _Tho_.