_Ger._ A goodly fellow.
_Hub._ What mak'st thee here, ha? [_aside._
_Ger._ We accept thy fellowship.
_Hub._ _Hemskirk_, thou art not right I fear, I fear thee. [_aside._
_Enter_ Ferret, _with a Letter._
_Fer._ Here is the paper: and as he said we found it.
_Ger._ Give me it, I shall make a shift yet, old as I am,
To find your knavery: you are sent here, Sirra,
To discover certain Gentlemen, a spy-knave,
And if ye find 'em, if not by perswasion
To bring 'em back, by poyson to despatch 'em.
_Hub._ By poyson, ha?
_Ger._ Here is another, _Hubert_;
What is that _Hubert_ Sir?
_Hem._ You may perceive there.
_Ger._ I may perceive a villany and a rank one,
Was he joyn'd partner of thy knavery?
_Hem._ No.
He had an honest end, would I had had so,
Which makes him scape such cut-throats.
_Ger._ So it seems.
For here thou art commanded, when that _Hubert_
Has done his best and worthiest service, this way
To cut his throat, for here he's set down dangerous.
_Hub._ This is most impious.
_Ger._ I am glad we have found ye,
Is not this true?
_Hem.
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