The Jew of Malta.
Shall verily thinke it comes from him.
Bar.
I cannot choose but like thy readinesse:
Yet be not rash, but doe it cunningly.
Ith.
As I behave my selfe in this, imploy me hereafter.
Bar.
Away then. Exit.
So, now will I goe in to Lodowicke,
And, like a cunning spirit feigne some lye,
Till I have set 'em both at enmitie. Exit.
Actus Tertius.
Enter a Curtezane.
Since this Towne was besieg'd, my gaine growes cold:
The time has bin that, but for one bare night
A hundred Duckets have bin freely given:
But now against my will I must be chast.
And yet I know my beauty doth not faile.
From Venice Merchants, and from Padua,
Were wont to come rare witted Gentlemen,
Schollers I meane, learned and liberall;
And now, save Pilia-borza, comes there none,
And he is very seldome from my house;
And here he comes.
Enter Pilia-borza.
Pilia.
Hold thee, wench, there's something for thee to spend.
Curt.
'Tis silver. I disdaine it.
Pilia.
I, but the Jew has gold,
And I will have it or it shall goe hard.
Curt.
Tell me, how cam'st thou by this?
Pilia.
Faith, walking the backe lanes through the Gardens
I chanc'd to cast mine eye up to the Jewes counting-house
Where I saw some bags of mony, and in the night I
Clamber'd up with my hooks, and as I was taking
My choyce, I heard a rumbling in the house; so I tooke
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