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A TALE OF A TUB.
Pre. He is a pursuivant at arms, 'squire Tub.

Met. I am a pursuivant; see by my coat else.

Tub. Well, pursuivant, go with me: I'll give you bail.

Pre. Sir, he may take no bail: it is a warrant,
In special from the council, and commands
Your personal appearance. Sir, your weapon
I must require; and then deliver you
A prisoner to this officer, 'squire Tub.
I pray you to conceive of me no other,
Than as your friend and neighbour: let my person
Be sever'd from my office in the fact,
And I am clear. Here, pursuivant, receive him
Into your hands, and use him like a gentleman.

Tub. I thank you, sir: but whither must I go now?

Pre. Nay, that must not be told you till you come
Unto the place assign'd by his instructions:
I'll be the maiden's convoy to her father,
For this time, 'squire.

Tub. I thank you, master Bramble.
I doubt or fear you will make her the balance
To weigh your justice in. Pray ye do me right,
And lead not her, at least, out of the way:
Justice is blind, and having a blind guide,
She may be apt to slip aside.

[Exit Pre. with Awd.Pre. I'll see to her.

Tub I see my wooing will not thrive. Arrested,
As I had set my rest up for a wife!
And being so fair for it as I was! Well, fortune,
Thou art a blind bawd and a beggar too,
To cross me thus; and let my only rival
To get her from me! that's the spight of spights.
But most I muse at, is, that I, being none
O' the court, am sent for thither by the council:
My heart is not so light as it was in the morning.