_Arb_.
Didst thou sit at an old rent with 'em?
_Mar_.
Yes faith.
_Arb_.
And do they improve themselves?
_Mar_.
I ten shillings to me, every new young fellow they come
acquainted with.
_Arb_.
How canst live on't?
_Mar_.
Why I think I must petition to you.
_Arb_.
Thou shalt take them up at my price.
_Enter two Gentlemen and_ Bessus.
_Mar_.
Your price?
_Arb_.