Fran. Anon, anon, sir. 48
Prince. Five years! by'r lady a long lease for
the clinking of pewter. But, Francis, darest
thou be so valiant as to play the coward with
thy indenture and show it a fair pair of heels
and run from it? 53
Fran. O Lord, sir! I'll be sworn upon all the
books in England, I could find in my heart—
Poins [within.] Francis! 56
Fran. Anon, sir.
Prince. How old art thou, Francis?
Fran. Let me see—about Michaelmas next I
shall be— 60
Poins [within.] Francis!
Fran. Anon, sir. Pray you, stay a little, my
lord.
Prince. Nay, but hark you, Francis. For the
sugar thou gavest me, 'twas a pennyworth,
was 't not? 66
Fran. O Lord, sir! I would it had been two.
Prince. I will give thee for it a thousand
pound: ask me when thou wilt and thou shalt
have it.
Poins [within.] Francis!
Fran. Anon, anon. 72
Prince. Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but
to-morrow, Francis; or, Francis, o' Thurs-
day; or, indeed, Francis, when thou wilt. But,
Francis! 76
Fran. My lord?
Prince. Wilt thou rob this leathern-jerkin,
crystal-button, not-pated, agate-ring, puke-
59 Michaelmas; cf. n.
79 not-pated: nut-pated, i.e., closely cropped head
puke: fine wool
