. Master Skylark, or, Will Shakespeare's ward : a dramatization from the story of the same name by John Bennett : in five acts . avereturned. 1 AND 2 PLAYERS. Aye.—We see that ye have,Gaston. [Laughter] CAREW. Ye fled, and left me to be spoiled bythe spoiler; but I have left the spoiler spoiled.[He displays the purse given him by the , laying his hand on NICKS shoulder and bom-ing to tJiem all graciously.] Be known, be knownall! Gentlemen, my Lord Admirals Players, Mas-ter Nicholas Skylark, the sweetest singer in allEngland! [NiCK hangs his h-ead in confu-sion asthe players stare
. Master Skylark, or, Will Shakespeare's ward : a dramatization from the story of the same name by John Bennett : in five acts . avereturned. 1 AND 2 PLAYERS. Aye.—We see that ye have,Gaston. [Laughter] CAREW. Ye fled, and left me to be spoiled bythe spoiler; but I have left the spoiler spoiled.[He displays the purse given him by the , laying his hand on NICKS shoulder and bom-ing to tJiem all graciously.] Be known, be knownall! Gentlemen, my Lord Admirals Players, Mas-ter Nicholas Skylark, the sweetest singer in allEngland! [NiCK hangs his h-ead in confu-sion asthe players stare at him, m surprise at first, andthen with grins and winks at CAREW. Some beginto laugh.] It is no jest. He hath a sweeter voicethan Colley Cyrils, the best in London. I 11 stakemy honor on it! 2 PLAYER. Hast any, Gaston? [Laughter.] CAREW. [In a high voice.] Now, hark e,Fulk Sandells; what I say is so, upon my word,and on the remnant of mine honor! And this veryhour ye shall see, for he is to sing in the play withus.— Come, Nick. [They stare curiously at NICK again, but CAREWtakes him over to a table where HEYWOOD and. it IS t/3QJ 5= 03 O! JSo •Jl cS ACT II MASTER SKYLARK 49 HENSLOWE are seated. NICK bows to thempolitely.] HEYWOOD. [Kindly.] Wilt drink with me,my lad ? NICK. [Hesitatingly.] Nay,— if you please,sir. I do na care for it. SEVERAL, PLAYERS. [Coming towards thetable. Same one speaks first and last phrases.]What! a player, and no wine?— Will he notdrink ? — Here, thou shalt drink, boy. CAREW. [Scowling, and clapping his hand onhis poniard.] Nay, Fulk; well have no more othat. [They laugh. SANDELLS, who has drawnhimself up, as if to face CAREW, thinks better ofit and draws back.] Be off, and make ready forthe play. The gentry were crowding up the laneeven as we entered. [A player goes to the inn-yard door and opensit a crack, whereat a hum of voices becomesaudible for a moment. He closes the door.] NICK. But, kind gentlemen, I will drink with ye- CAREW. T
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