CLOWN. Ay, good Wagner; take away the devil[s], then.

WAGNER. Spirits, away!
[Exeunt DEVILS.]
Now, sirrah, follow me.

CLOWN. I will, sir: but hark you, master; will you teach me this
conjuring occupation?

WAGNER. Ay, sirrah, I'll teach thee to turn thyself to a dog,
or a cat, or a mouse, or a rat, or any thing.

CLOWN. A dog, or a cat, or a mouse, or a rat!
O, brave, Wagner!

WAGNER. Villain, call me Master Wagner, and see that you walk
attentively, and let your right eye be always diametrally fixed
upon my left heel, that thou mayst quasi vestigiis nostris<42>
insistere.

CLOWN. Well, sir, I warrant you.
[Exeunt.]

FAUSTUS discovered in his study.

FAUSTUS. Now, Faustus,
Must thou needs be damn'd, canst thou not be sav'd.
What boots it, then, to think on God or heaven?
Away with such vain fancies, and despair;
Despair in God, and trust in Belzebub: