Act 2, Scene II
Scene: The Street.
Enter Pandar and Mercer.
- Sir, what may be done by art shall be
done; I wear not this black cloak for nothing.
- Perform this, help me to this great heir
by learning, and you shall want no black cloaks;
taffaties, silk-grograms, satins, and velvets are
mine; they shall be yours, perform what you have
promised; and you shall make me a lover of
sciences; I will study the learned languages, and
keep my shop-book in Latin.
- Trouble me not now; I will not fail
you within this hour at your shop.
- Let art have her course.
- 'Tis well spoken.Madonna!
- Hast thou brought me any customers?
- What the devil dost thou in black?
- As all solemn professors of settled
courses, cover my knavery with it. Will you marry
a citizen, reasonably rich and unreasonably foolish,
silks in his shop, money in his purse, and no wit in his head?
- Out upon him! I could have been
otherwise than so; there was a knight swore he would
have had me, if I would have lent him but forty
shillings to have, redeem'd his cloak, to go to church in.
- Then your waistcoat-waiter shall have him; call her in.
- Francissina. [Within.]
- Get you to the church, and shrive
yourself, for you shall be richly married anon.
- And get you after her. I will work
upon my citizen whilst he is warm; I must not
suffer him to consult with his neighbours: The
openest fools are hardly cozened, if they once grow jealous.