_Beech_. He's so indeede; his conversation
Is full of honest harmlesse curtesie:
I dare presume, if that he be within,
Hele serve us well, and keepe us company.
See where he is, go in, ile follow you; [_Strive curtesies_.
Nay straine no curtesie, you shall goe before.
_Mer_. Your welcome, neighbour, you are welcome, sir;
I praie sit downe, your verie welcome both.
_Beech_. We thanke you for it, and we thinke no lesse.
Now fill two cans of your ould strongest beare;
That make so manie loose their little wits,
And make indentures as they go along.
_Mer_. Hoe, sister _Rachell_!
_Rach_. I come presently,
_Enter Rachell_.
_Mer_. Goe draw these gentlemen two cans of beare.
Your negligence that cannot tend the shop,
Will make our customers forsake the house.
Wheres _Harry Williams_ that he staies not here?
_Rach_. My selfe was busie dressing up the house:
As for your man he is not verie well,
But sitteth sleeping by the kitchen fier.
_Mer_. If you are busie, get you up againe; [_Exit_.
Ile draw my neighbours then their drinke my selfe,
Ile warrant you as good as any mans,--
And yet no better; many have the like.
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