ACADEMICO.  What have we here? old truepenny come to town, to fetch away the living in his old greasy slops?  Then, I’ll none:  the time hath been when such a fellow meddled with nothing but his ploughshare, his spade, and his hobnails; and so to a piece of bread and cheese, and went his way.  But now these fellows are grown the only factors for preferment. [Aside.]

STERCUTIO. 
O, is this the grating gentleman?  And how many pounds must I pay?

IMMERITO.  O, thou must not call them pounds, but thanks.  And, hark thou, father; thou must tell of nothing that is done, for I must seem to come clear to it.

ACADEMICO.  Not pounds, but thanks?  See, whether this simple fellow that hath nothing of a scholar, but that the draper hath blacked him over, hath not gotten the style of the time. [Aside.]

STERCUTIO. 
By my faith, son, look for no more portion.

IMMERITO.  Well, father, I will not—­upon this condition, that when thou have gotten me the gratuito of the living, thou wilt likewise disburse a little money to the bishop’s poser;[85] for there are certain questions I make scruple to be posed in.

ACADEMICO.  He means any question in Latin, which he counts a scruple.  O. this honest man could never abide this popish tongue of Latin.  O, he is as true an Englishman as lives. [Aside.]

STERCUTIO. 
I’ll take the gentleman, now he is in a good vein, for he smiles.

AMORETTO. 
Sweet Ovid, I do honour every page.

ACADEMICO. 
Good Ovid, that in his lifetime lived with the Getes; and now, after his
death, converseth with a barbarian. [Aside.]

STERCUTIO. 
God be at your work, sir.  My son told me you were the grating gentleman;
I am Stercutio his father, sir, simple as I stand here.

AMORETTO. 
Fellow, I had rather given thee an hundred pounds than thou shouldst
have put me out of my excellent meditation:  by the faith of a gentleman,
I was wrapp’d in contemplation.

IMMERITO. 
Sir, you must pardon my father:  he wants bringing up.

ACADEMICO. 
Marry, it seems he hath good bringing up, when he brings up so much
money. [Aside.]

STERCUTIO. 
Indeed, sir, you must pardon me; I did not know you were a gentleman of
the Temple before.

AMORETTO. 
Well, I am content in a generous disposition to bear with country
education:  but, fellow, what’s thy name?

STERCUTIO. 
My name, sir?  Stercutio, sir.

AMORETTO.  Why then, Stercutio, I would be very willing to be the instrument to my father, that this living might be conferred upon your son:  marry, I would have you know that I have been importuned by two or three several lords, my kind cousins, in the behalf of some Cambridge man, and have almost engaged my word.  Marry, if I shall see your disposition to be more thankful than other men, I shall be very ready to respect kind-natured men; for, as the Italian proverb speaketh well, chi ha, havra.