_Tick_. Twenty Crowns!--Why, "tis a Sum, a Portion, a Revenue.
_Pet_. Alas, Signior, "tis nothing with her,--she"ll look it out in an hour,--ah, such an Eye, so sparkling, with an amorous Twire--Then, Sir-- she"ll kiss it out in a moment,--such a Lip, so red, so round, so plump, so soft, and so--
_Tick_. Why, has she, has she, Sirrah--hah--here, here, prithee take money, here, and make no words on"t--go, go your way, go--But to entertain Sir _Signal_ with other matter, pray send his Masters to him; if thou canst help him to Masters, and me to Mistresses, thou shalt be the good Genius of us both: but see where he comes--
_Enter Sir_ Signal.
Sir _Sig_. Hah! _Signior Ill.u.s.trissimo Barberacho_, let me hug thee, my little _Miphistophiloucho_--de ye see here, how fine your Brokering Jew has made me, Signior _Rabbi Manaseth--Ben--Nebiton_, and so forth; hah-- view me round-- [_Turns round_.
_Tick_. I profess "tis as fit as if it had been made for you.
Sir _Sig_. Made for me--Why, Sir, he swore to me by the old Law, that "twas never worn but once, and that but by one High-German Prince--I have forgot his name--for the Devil can never remember a fart these dam"d _Hogan-Mogan_ t.i.tles.
_Tick_. No matter, Sir.
Sir _Sig_. Ay, but I shou"d be loth to be in any man"s Clothes, were he never so high a German Prince--except I knew his name though.
_Tick_. Sir, I hold his name unnecessary to be remembred, so long as "twas a princely Penniworth.--_Barberacho_, get you gone, and send the Masters.
[_Ex_. Petro.
Sir _Sig_. Why, how now, Governour? how now, Signior _Tickletext_!
prithee how camest thou so transmogrified, ha? why, thou look"st like any new-fledg"d _Cupid_.
_Tick_. Do I? away, you flatter; do I?
Sir _Sig_. As I hope to breathe, your Face shines through your pouder"d Hairs, like you know what on a Barn-door in a frosty morning.
_Tick_. What a filthy comparison there for a man of my Coat?
Sir _Sig_. What, angry--_Corpo di me_, I meant no harm,--Come, shall"s to a _Bonaroba_, where thou shalt part with thy Pusilage, and that of thy Beard together?
_Tick_. How mean you, Sir, a Curtezan, and a Romish Curtezan?
Sir _Sig_. Now my Tutor"s up, ha, ha, ha--and ever is when one names a Wh.o.r.e; be pacify"d, Man, be pacify"d, I know thou hat"st "em worse than Beads or Holy-water.
_Tick_. Away, you are such another Knight--but leave this naughty discourse, and prepare for your Fencing and Civility-Masters, who are coming.
Sir _Sig_. Ay, when, Governour, when? Oh, how I long for my Civility-Master, that I may learn to out-complement all the dull Knights and Squires in _Kent_, with a _Servitore Hulichimo--No Signiora Bellissima, base le Mane de vos Signiora scusa mia Ill.u.s.trissimo, caspeto de Bacco_, and so I"ll run on, hah, Governour, hah! won"t this be pure?
_Tick_. Notably ingenious, I profess.
Sir _Sig_. Well, I"ll send my _Staffiera_ for him _incontinente_.--he, _Jack_--a--_Cazo_, what a d.a.m.ned _English_ name is _Jack_? let me see--I will call him _Giovanni_--which is as much as to say _John_!--he _Giovanni_.
_Enter_ Jack.
_Tick_. Sir, by your favour, his _English_ Protestant Name is _John Pepper_, and I"ll call him by ne"er a Popish Name in Christendom.
Sir _Sig_. I"ll call my own man, Sir, by what name I please, Sir; and let me tell you, Reverend Mr. _Tickletext_, I scorn to be served by any man whose name has not an _Acho_ or an _Oucho_, or some _Italiano_ at the end on"t--therefore _Giovanni Peperacho_ is the name by which you shall be distinguish"d and dignify"d hereafter.
_Tick_. Sir _Signal_, Sir _Signal_, let me tell you, that to call a man out of his name is unwarrantable, for _Peter_ is call"d _Peter_, and _John John_; and I"ll not see the poor Fellow wrong"d of his Name for ne"er a _Giovanni_ in _Rome_.
Sir _Sig_. Sir, I tell you that one _Italian_ Name is worth any two _English_ Names in Europe, and I"ll be judg"d by my Civility-Master.
_Tick_. Who shall end the dispute if he be of my opinion?
Sir _Sig_. _Multo voluntiero_, which is as much as to say, with all my heart.
_Jack_. But, Sir, my Grandmother wou"d never own me, if I should change the cursen Name she gave me with her own hands, an"t please your Worship.
Sir _Sig_. He _Bestia_! I"ll have no more of your Worship, Sirrah, that old _English_ Sir Reverence, let me have you call me _Signior Ill.u.s.trissimo_ or Patrona Mea_--or--
_Tick_. Ay, that I like well enough now:--but hold, sure this is one of your Masters.
_Enter_ Petro _drest like a French Fencing-Master_.
_Pet_. Signior _Barberacho_ has sent me to teach you de Art of Fencing.
Sir _Sig_. _Ill.u.s.trissimo Signior Monsieur_, I am the Person who am to learn.
_Tick_. Stay, Sir, stay--let me ask him some few questions first: for, Sir, I have play"d at Back-Sword, and cou"d have handled ye a weapon as well as any Man of my time in the University.
Sir _Sig_. Say you so, Mr. _Tickletext?_ and faith, you shall have a bout with him.
[Tick. _gravely goes to_ Petro.
_Tick_. Hum--hum--Mr. _Monsieur_--pray what are the Guards that you like best?
_Pet_. _Monsieur, eder de Quart or de Terse_, dey be both _French_ and _Italian_: den for your Parades, Degagements, your Advancements, your Eloynements and Retierments, dey be de same.
_Tick_. Cart and Horse, what new-found inventions and words have we here?--Sir, I wou"d know, whether you like St. _George"s_ Guard or not.
_Pet_. Alons--_Monsieur, Mettez vous en Guard!_ take de Flurette.
Sir _Sig_. Nay, faith and troth, Governor, thou shalt have a Rubbers with him.
[Tick, _smiling refuses_.
_Tick_. Nay, _certo_, Sir _Signal_,--and yet you shall prevail;--well, Sir, come your ways.
[_Takes the Flurette_.
_Pet_. Set your right foot forward, turn up your hand so--dat be _de Quart_--now turn it dus--and dat be _de Terse_.
_Tick_. Hocus Pocus, Hicksius Doxius--here be de Cart, and here be de Horse--why, what"s all this for; hah, Sir--and where"s your Guard all this while?
Sir _Sig_. Ay, Sir, where"s your Guard, Sir, as my Governour says, Sir, hah?
_Tick_. Come, come, Sir, I must instruct you, I see; Come your ways, Sir.--
_Pet_. _Attende, attende une peu_--trust de right hand and de right leg forward together.--