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 your tenter-hooks, that a man cannot come to teach you to Act, but he must break his nose, and his face, and the divel and all. Pray, Sir, can you help me to a wet piece of brown papyr?

Smi. No indeed, Sir; I don't usually carry any about me.

2 Sol. Sir, I'l go get you some within presently.

Bayes. Go, go then; I'l follow you. Pray dance out the Dance, and I'l be with you in a moment. Remember you four that you dance like Horsemen.

1 Sol. A Devil! let's try this no more: play my Dance that Mr. Bayes found fault with.

Smi. What can this fool be doing all this while about his nose?

Johns. Pr'ythee let's go see.

Ow, Sir, this I do, because my fancie in this Play is to end every Act with a Dance.

Smi. Faith, that fancie is very good, but I should hardly have broke my nose for it, though.

Johns. That fancie, I suppose, is new too.

Bayes. Sir, all my fancies are so. I tread upon no mans heels; but make my flight upon my own wings, I assure you. As, now, this next Scene some perhaps will say, It is not very necessary to the Plot: I grant it; what then? I meant it so.