Pericles Prince of Tyre.
Pander.Thou sayst true, ther's two vnwholesome, a conscience, the poore Transiluanian is dead that laye with the little baggadge.
Boult.I, shee quickly poupt him, she made him roast-meate for wormes, but Ile goe searche the market.
Exit.
Exit.
Pand.Three or foure thousande Checkins were as prettie a proportion to liue quietly, and so giue ouer.
Bawd.Why, to giue ouer I pray you? Is it a shame to get when wee are olde?
Pand.Oh our credite comes not in like the commoditie, nor the commoditie wages not with the daunger: therefore if in our youthes we could picke vp some prettie estate, t'were not amisse to keepe our doore hatch't, besides the sore tearmes we stand vpon with the gods, wil be strong with vs for giuing ore.
Bawd.Come other sorts offend as well as wee.
Pander.As well as wee. I, and better too, wee offende worse, neither is our profession any trade, It's no calling, but heere comes Boult.
Enter Boult with the Pirates and Marina.
Boult.Come your wayes my maisters, you say shee's a virgin.
Sayler.O Sir, wee doubt it not.
Boult.Master, I haue gone through for this peece you see, if you like her so, if not I haue lost my earnest.
Bawd.Boult has shee anie qualities?
Boult.Shee has a good face, speakes well, and has excellent good cloathes: theres no farther necessitie of qualities can make her be refuz'd
Bawd.What's her price Boult?
Boult.
