_Lop_.
Very likely,
You did not hear him say, to whom? for we Students
May oft-times over-reach our memories.
Do'st thou remember, _Diego_, this same Signiour?
Thou hast been mine these twenty years.
_Die_.
Remember?
Why this Fellow would make ye mad: _Nova Hispania_?
And Signiour _Tiveria_? what are these?
He may as well name ye Friends out of _Cataya_.
Take heed I beseech your worship: do you hear, (my friend?)
You have no Letters for me?
_Lea_.
Not any letter,
But I was charged to doe my Fathers love
To the old honest Sexton _Diego_: are you he, Sir?
_Di[e]_.
Ha? have I friends, and know 'em not? my name is _Diego_,
But if either I remember you or your Father,
Or _Nova Hispania_ (I was never there Sir)
Or any kindred that you have--for heaven-sake, Master,
Let's cast about a little, and consider,
We may dream out our time.
_Lea_.
It seems I am deceiv'd, Sir,
Yet, that you are _Don Lopez_ all men tell me,
The Curate here, and have been some time, Sir,
And you the Sexton _Diego_, such I am sent to,
The letter tells as much: may be they are dead,
And you of the like names succeed: I thank ye Gentlemen,
Ye have done honestly, in telling truth,
I might have been forward else. For to that _Lopez_,
That was my Fathers friend, I had a charge,
(A charge of mony) to deliver (Gentlemen)
Five hundred Duckets, a poor small gratuity,
But since you are not he--
_Lop_.
Good Sir, let me think,
I pray ye be patient,
Pray ye stay a little,
Nay, let me remember, I beseech ye stay, Sir.
_Die_.
An honest noble friend, that sends so lovingly;
An old friend too; I shall remember sure, Sir.
_Lop_.
Thou sayst true _Diego_.
_Die_.
'Pray ye consider quickly,
Doe, doe, by any means, me thinks already
A grave staid gentleman comes to my memory.
_Lea_.
He's old indeed, sir.
_Die_.
With a goodly white Beard,
(For now he must be so: I know he must be)
_Signior Alonzo_, Master.
_Lop_.