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What is your name, say you? Abel Drugger?

Drug.Yes, sir.

Sub.A seller of tobacco?

Drug.Yes, sir.

Sub.Umph! Free of the grocers?

Drug.Ay, an't please you.

Sub.Well— Your business, Abel?

Drug.This, an't please your worship; I am a young beginner, and am building Of a new shop, an't like your worship, just At corner of a street:—Here is the plot on't — And I would know by art, sir, of your worship, Which way I should make my door, by necromancy, And where my shelves; and which should be for boxes, And which for pots. I would be glad to thrive, sir: And I was wish'd to your worship by a gentleman, One captain Face, that says you know men's planets, And their good angels, and their bad.

Sub.I do, If I do see them