Scene V The Same
Hautboys. A dumb show.15 Enter General, Captains and the Mayor of Plymouth. At the other side petitioners with papers; amongst these the Drawers. The General gives them bags of money. All go off, saving the two Drawers.
1st Drawer.
’Tis well that we have gotten all the money due to my master. It is the commonest thing that can be, for these captains to score and to score; but when the scores are to be paid, non est inventus.
2nd Drawer.
’Tis ordinary amongst gallants, now-a-days, who had rather swear forty oaths than only this one oath—“God, let me never be trusted!”
1st Drawer.
But if the captains would follow the noble mind of the general, before night there would not be one score owing in Plymouth.
2nd Drawer.
Little knows Bess that my master hath got in these desperate debts. But she hath cast up her account, and is gone.
1st Drawer.
Whither, canst thou tell?
2nd Drawer.
They say, to keep a tavern in Foy, and that Master Spencer hath given her a stock, to set up for herself. Well, howsoever, I am glad, though he killed the man, we have got our money.
[Exeunt.