much ado to escape [198] drowning. Well, I'll go rouse him, and what I say. him not; but, do you hear? in any case, ride him not into the HORSE-COURSER. 0, what a cozening doctor was this! I, riding [He sits to sleep.] Tush, Christ did call the thief upon the Cross; water. the water. Go, bid the hostler deliver him unto you, and remember HORSE-COURSER. How, sir! not into the water! why, will he not Despair doth drive distrust into my thoughts: my horse into the water, thinking some hidden mystery had been make him give me my forty dollars again.--Ho, sirrah Doctor, you HORSE-COURSER. I warrant you, sir!--O, joyful day! now am I a Thy fatal time draws to a final end; [HORSE-COURSER gives FAUSTUS the money]. Now, sirrah, I must FAUSTUS. What art thou, Faustus, but a man condemn'd to die? Re-enter the HORSE-COURSER, wet. Confound these passions with a quiet sleep: cozening scab! Master Doctor, awake, and rise, and give me my in the horse, I had nothing under me but a little straw, and had FAUSTUS. Yes, he will drink of all waters; but ride him not into Then rest thee, Faustus, quiet in conceit. [Exit.] drink of all waters? the water: o'er hedge and ditch, or where thou wilt, but not into tell you that you may ride him o'er hedge and ditch, and spare made man for ever.