Enter Clown, Dick, Horse-courser, and a Carter.
Come, my masters, I'll bring you to the best beer
in Europe. What ho, Hostess; where be these whores?
How now, what lack you? What, my old guests,
Sirrah Dick, dost thou know why I stand so mute?
No, Robin, why is't?
I am eighteen pence on the score, but say nothing.
See if she have forgotten me.
Who's this, that stands so solemnly by himself?
What, my old guest?
O, Hostess, how do you? I hope my score stands still.
Ay, there's no doubt of that, for me thinks you make
no haste to wipe it out.
Why, Hostess, I say, fetch us some beer.
You shall presently. Look up into th'hall there, ho! Exit.
Come, sirs, what shall we do now till mine hostess
Marry, sir, I'll tell you the bravest tale how a con-
juror served me. You know Doctor Faustus?
Ay, a plague take him. Here's some on's have cause
to know him. Did he conjure thee too?
I'll tell you how he served me. As I was going to
Wittenberg th'other day, with a load of hay, he met me,
and asked me what he should give me for as much hay as he
could eat. Now, sir, I, thinking that a little would serve his
turn, bad him take as much as he would for three farthings.
So he presently gave me my money and fell to eating, and as I
am a cursen man, he never left eating till he had eat up all
my load of hay.
O monstrous! Eat a whole load of hay?
Yes, yes, that may be, for I have heard of one that
has eat a load of logs.
Now, sirs, you shall hear how villainously he served
me. I went to him yesterday to buy a horse of him, and he
would by no means sell him under forty dollars. So, sir, because
I knew him to be such a horse as would run over hedge and
ditch and never tire, I gave him his money. So when I had
my horse, Doctor Faustus bad me ride him night and day, and
spare him no time. But, quoth he, in any case ride him not in-
to the water. Now, sir, I thinking the horse had had some
quality that he would not have me know of, what did I but
rid him into a great river, and when I came just in the midst
my horse vanished away, and I sat straddling upon a bottle
O, brave Doctor!
But you shall hear how bravely I served him for
it; I went me home to his house, and there I found him
asleep. I kept a hallowing and whooping in his ears, but
all could not wake him. I, seeing that, took him by the leg
and never rested pulling till I had pulled me his leg quite off,
and now 'tis at home in mine hostry.
And has the Doctor but one leg then? That's excel-
lent, for one of his devils turned me into the likeness of an
Some more drink, Hostess.
Hark you, we'll into another room and drink
a while, and then we'll go seek out the Doctor.