Page 205 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

BOULT

I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces.

PANDER
Well, follow me, my masters; you shall have your money presently. Wife,
take her in. Instruct her [50] what she has to do, that she may not be raw in
her entertainment.

Exeunt Pander and Pirates.

BAWD
Boult, take you the marks of her, the colour of her hair, complexion, height,
her age, with warrant of her virginity, and cry ‘He that will give most shall
have her [55] fìrst’. Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men were as
they have been. Get this done as I command you.

BOULT

Performance shall follow.
Exit.

MARINA
Alack that Leonine was so slack, so slow! [60]
He should have struck, not spoke. Or that these pirates,

Not enough barbarous, had not o’erboard
Thrown me for to seek my mother!

BAWD
Why lament you, pretty one?

MARINA
That I am pretty. [65]

BAWD
Come, the gods have done their part in you.

MARINA
I accuse them not.