ACT II.
4. Scene IV. Eastcheap. A Room in the Boar's-Head Tavern.
(continued)
[Enter Francis.]
FRAN.
Anon, anon, sir.--Look down into the Pomegranate, Ralph.
PRINCE.
Come hither, Francis.
FRAN.
My lord?
PRINCE.
How long hast thou to serve, Francis?
FRAN.
Forsooth, five years, and as much as to--
POINTZ.
[within.] Francis!
FRAN.
Anon, anon, sir.
PRINCE.
Five year! by'r Lady, a long lease for the clinking of
pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant as to play
the coward with thy indenture and show it a fair pair of heels
and run from it?
FRAN.
O Lord, sir, I'll be sworn upon all the books in England,
I could find in my heart--
POINTZ.
[within.] Francis!
FRAN.
Anon, anon, sir.
PRINCE.
How old art thou, Francis?
FRAN.
Let me see,--about Michaelmas next I shall be--
POINTZ.
[within.] Francis!
FRAN.
Anon, sir.--Pray you, stay a little, my lord.
PRINCE.
Nay, but hark you, Francis: for the sugar thou gavest
me, 'twas a pennyworth, was't not?
FRAN.
O Lord, sir, I would it had been two!
PRINCE.
I will give thee for it a thousand pound: ask me when
thou wilt, and thou shalt have it.
POINTZ.
[within.] Francis!
FRAN.
Anon, anon.
PRINCE.
Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but to-morrow, Francis; or,
Francis, a Thursday; or, indeed, Francis, when thou wilt. But,
Francis,--
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