24 Wine, Beere, 



chance let fall some words against Ale, and hee had like to haue beaten 

 me to powder for it. 31 



Ntd. How; beaten Sugar? that would be very fine ifaith; but hee 

 being bread, and thou a loafe, you should not differ so. Stand, looke 

 where he is. 



Enter Tost drunke. 



Sug. Then He be gone, for we shall quarrell. 

 Nut. Come, feare not, He part you, but hee'g drunke, ready to fall; 

 whence comes he dropping in now? How now Tost? 



Tost. Nutmeg? round and sound and all of a colour, art thou there? 

 Nut. Heere's all that's left of me. 40 



Tost. Nutmeg, I loue thee Nutmeg. What's that a Ghost? 

 Nut. No, tis your old acquaintance Sugar. 

 Tost. Sugar: He beat him to peeces. 

 Sug. Hold, hold. Nutmegge. 



Nutmeg and Sugar hang vpon Tost. 



Tost. Cannot Tost stand without holding? 



Nut. Where haue you beene Tost? 



Tost. He tell thee, I haue bin with my M. Alc; Sirra, I was very 

 drie, and he has made me drunke: doe I not crumble? I shall fall a 

 pieces; but He beate Suger for all that: I doe not weigh him, hee is a 

 poore Rogue, I haue knowne him solde for two pence, when hee was 

 young, wrapt in swadling clouts of Paper. I know his breeding, a 

 Drawer brought him vp, and now hee's growne so lumpish. 53 



Sug. Y'are a rude Tost. 



Tost. Rude? Let me but crush him : Rude? Sirra, tis well known 

 you come from Barbary your seKe, and because of some few Poimds in 

 a Chest, you thinke to domineere ouer Tost: y'are a little handsome, 

 I confesse, & Wenches licke their lips after you; but for all that, 

 would I might sinke to the bottome, if I doe not — : I will giue Sugar 

 but one box. 60 



Nut. Come, come, you shall not. 



Sug. Prethee Nutmeg, take out Tost a little, to morrow weele 

 meet and be drunke together. 



48 M. Ed. 1658, Master. 



