Here Il, the jaunty spirit who was like a Vice in a morality play, again appeared to them, clad in a white satin jerkin, ragged below the girdle. The curtain lifted, and his first words were theatrically light.

"Room for a player! Jesus! who would have thought I should have met you here?"

D. (solemnly). - "By the mercies of God we are here. And by your will and propriety and the power of God, you are here."

Il. "Tush, doubt not of me, for I am Il."

Kelly (with rebuke). - "My thinketh that the gravity of this action requireth a more grave gesture, and more grave speeches."

Il. - "If I must bear with thee for speaking foolishly, which art but flesh and speakest of thy own wisdom, how much more oughtest thou to be contented with my gesture, which is appointed of Him which regardeth not the outward form, but the fulfilling of His will and the keeping of His commandments, etc., etc."

Kelly. - "I do not understand your words. I do only repeat your sayings."

Il. - "It is the part of a servant to do his duty, of him that watcheth to look that he seeth...Do that which is appointed, for he that doeth more is not a true servant."

Il turns from Kelly to Dee. "Sir, here is money, but I have it very hardly. Bear with me, for I can help thee with no more. Come on, Andras; where are you, Andras?" he calls.

Andras, in a bare and shabby gown, "like a London 'prentice," appears, but empty-handed.

Il. - "This is one of those that forgetteth his businesse so soon as it is told him."

Andras. - "Sir, I went half-way."

Il. - "And how then? Speak on. Speak on."

Andras. - "Then, being somewhat weary, I stayed, the rather because I met my friends. The third day, I came thither, but I found them not at home. His family told me he had gone forth."

Il. - "And you returned a coxcomb. Well, thus it is. I placed thee above my servants, and did what I could to promote thee. But I am rewarded with loytring and have brought up an idle person. Go thy way, the officer shall deliver thee to prison, and there thou shalt be rewarded. For such as do that they are commanded deserve freedom; but unto those that loytre and are idle, vengeance and hunger belongeth."

Then Dee questions Il about Laski, and whether he is having any success in his efforts to obtain money, about Laski's brother-in-law, Vincent Seve, whose errand in England is not yet completed, and whether they shall all arrive safe at Cracow, or the place appointed.

Kelly has a sight of Master Vincent in a black satin doublet, "cut with cross cuts," a ruff and a long cloak, edged with black or blue. Then Il goes off into a mystical rhapsody, at the end of which he suddenly falls "all in pieces as small as ashes."

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