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Enter two Scholars.17
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| First Scholar |
I wonder what’s become of Faustus, that was wont to make our schools ring with sic probo? |
| Second Scholar |
That shall we know, for see here comes his boy. |
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Enter Wagner.
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| First Scholar |
How now, sirrah! Where’s thy master? |
| Wagner |
God in Heaven knows! |
| Second Scholar |
Why, dost not thou know? |
| Wagner |
Yes, I know. But that follows not. |
| First Scholar |
Go to, sirrah! leave your jesting, and tell us where he is. |
| Wagner |
That follows not necessary by force of argument, that you, being licentiatespeople holding an academic qualification or licence, should stand upon: therefore acknowledge your error and be attentive. |
| Second Scholar |
Why, didst thou not say thou knewest? |
| Wagner |
Have you any witness on’t? |
| First Scholar |
Yes, sirrah, I heard you. |
| Wagner |
Ask my fellow if I be a thief. |
| Second Scholar |
Well, you will not tell us? |
| Wagner |
Yes, sir, I will tell you: yet if you were not dunces, you would never ask me such a question; for is not he corpus naturale? and is not that mobile? then wherefore should you ask me such a question? But that I am by nature phlegmaticcalm in temperament and slow to become angry, slow to wrath, and prone to lechery (to love, I would say), it were not for you to come within forty foot of the place of execution, although I do not doubt to see you both hanged the next sessions. Thus having triumphed over you, I will set my countenance like a precisiansomeone who insists on strict religious or moral correctness, and begin to speak thus:—Truly, my dear brethren, my master is within at dinner, with Valdes and Cornelius, as this wine, if it could speak, would inform your worships; and so, the Lord bless you, preserve you, and keep you, my dear brethren, my dear brethren. |
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Exit.
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| First Scholar |
Nay, then, I fear he is fallen into that damned Art for which they two are infamous through the world. |
| Second Scholar |
Were he a stranger, and not allied to me, yet should I grieve for him. But, come, let us go and inform the Rector, and see if he by his grave counsel can reclaim him. |
| First Scholar |
O, but I fear me nothing can reclaim him. |
| Second Scholar |
Yet let us try what we can do. |
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Exeunt.
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