DICK [within]. We have no reason for it; therefore a fig for him! FAUSTUS. I thank your grace. not the Duke. What is the reason you disturb the Duke? SERVANT. It appears so: pray, be bold elsewhere, and trouble Why, how now, my good friends! SERVANT. Why, saucy varlets, dare you be so bold? The CLOWNS bounce [215] at the gate, within. I have procur'd your pardons: [217] welcome, all. DICK [within]. Commit with us! he were as good commit with his SERVANT. Why, how now, masters! what a coil is there! DUKE. Do as thou wilt, Faustus; I give thee leave. Go, pacify their fury, set it ope, CARTER [within]. Ay, and we will speak with him. DUKE. Will you, sir?--Commit the rascals. more bold than welcome. DUKE. What would they have? They are good subject for [216] a merriment. And then demand of them what they would have. FAUSTUS. I do beseech your grace, let them come in; HORSE-COURSER [within]. I hope, sir, we have wit enough to be Enter ROBIN, DICK, CARTER, and HORSE-COURSER. [They knock again, and call out to talk with FAUSTUS.] father as commit with us. Faith, you are too outrageous: but, come near; SERVANT. They all cry out to speak with Doctor Faustus. DUKE. What rude disturbers have we at the gate?