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