SCENE XI.


MASKWELL alone.

MASK. Why, QUI VULT DECIPI DECIPIATUR.--'Tis no fault of mine: I
have told 'em in plain terms how easy 'tis for me to cheat 'em, and
if they will not hear the serpent's hiss, they must be stung into
experience and future caution. Now to prepare my lord to consent to
this. But first I must instruct my little Levite; there is no plot,
public or private, that can expect to prosper without one of them
has a finger in't: he promised me to be within at this hour,--Mr.
Saygrace, Mr. Saygrace! [Goes to the chamber door and knocks.]


SCENE XII.


MASKWELL, SAYGRACE.

SAYGRACE [looking out.] Sweet sir, I will but pen the last line of
an acrostic, and be with you in the twinkling of an ejaculation, in
the pronouncing of an Amen, or before you can -

MASK. Nay, good Mr. Saygrace, do not prolong the time by describing
to me the shortness of your stay; rather if you please, defer the
finishing of your wit, and let us talk about our business; it shall
be tithes in your way.