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What is't your worship's pleasure I shall do with this wicked caitiff?

Esca. Truly, officer, because he hath some offences in him, that thou would'st discover if thou could'st, let him continue in his courses, till thou know'st what they are.

Elb. Marry, I thank your worship for it :-Thou seest, thou wicked varlet now, what's come upon thee; thou art to continue now, thou varlet; thou art to continue.

Esca. Come hither to me, Master Froth. Master Froth, I would not have you acquainted with tapsters; they will draw you, Master Froth, and you will hang them: get you gone, and let me hear no more of you.

Froth. I thank your worship: for mine own part, I never come into any room in a tap-house, but I am drawn in.

Esca. Well, no more of it, Master Froth: farewell.-[Exit FROTH.]-Come you hither to me, Master Tapster; what's your name, Master Tapster?

Pom. Pompey.

you

Esca. I advise you, let me not find before me again upon any complaint whatsoever; if I do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, and prove a shrewd Cæsar to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I shall have you whipped: so, for this time, Pompey, fare you well.

Pom. I thank your worship for your good counsel: -But I shall follow it, as the flesh and fortune shall better determine. [Exit POMPEY. Esca. Come hither to me, Master Elbow; come hither, Master Constable. How long have you been

in this place of constable?

Elb. Seven year and a half, sir.

Esca. I thought, by your readiness in the office,

you had continuance in it some time: you 'say, seven

years together?

Elb. And a half, sir.

Esca. Alas! it hath been great pains to you! They do you wrong to put you so oft upon't

are there not men in your ward sufficient to serve it?

Elb. 'Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters: as they are chosen, they are glad to choose me for them; I do it for some piece of money, and go through with all.

Esca. Look you, bring me in the names of some six or seven, the most sufficient of your parish. Elb. To your worship's house, sir? Esca. To my house: Fare you well.

[Exeunt ESCALUS, APPARITORS, ELBOW, and TIPSTAVES.

SCENE III.

ANGELO'S House.

Enter ANGELO.

Ang. When I would pray and think, I think and

pray

To several subjects: Heaven hath my empty words;
Whilst my intention, hearing not my tongue,
Anchors on Isabel: Heaven in my mouth,
And in my heart, the strong and swelling evil
Of my conception.

Enter THOMAS.

How now, who's there?

Tho. One Isabel, a sister,

Desires access to you.
Ang. Teach her the way.

[Exit THOMAS.

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