Sub. The dog is more hateful to me than cheese.
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rick. For shame, talk not so loud, you will discover your-selves. Face. I care not; welcome pillory or cart, so that varlt'ts his share. Sub. Content, so thou art cropped or hanged first.Trick. Hey-day, hey-day, if you are for that sport, Iamong ye; I must raise my voice too, then look to it ; iyou couple of paltry, petulant knaves, can't we comforlshare gains, and be quiet ? Face. Why it is all his fault, Doll.Sub. I deny it.Trick. 'Tis both your faults, you tinder-temperud knaves ;you sputter at one another, and yet have as little courage ashonesty ; I know your high words and big looks ; you spendyour lungs to bawl, and strain your limbs to stride, withoutany meaning. Sub. Take breath, Doll— take breath.Trick. Take breath ! Ads my life, shake hands, livepeaceably, and cheat industriously, or tremble at my ven-geance; I'll expose ye — get a genteel reward for nppri--hending such notorious rogues. Sub. Naybut,dearDoll — Doll, the soft — Doll, the gentleTrick. No wheedling, Mr. Morose, but swear.Sub. What wuuldst thou have me 10 swear ?Trick. To leave idle disputation and high ffords li.rindii*try in promoting our common cause ; this will best becomt Svb. By my hopes, I meant no other ; what I said waionly to spur him up a little Trick. Come, come, no more; we want no whipping noispurring; take hands — no frowns, but twdi»&.Vj A V**^a peace. Sbd. Which for thy sake, faw mc&».Via.A Nr&V**!giously. B % THE TOBACCONIST. *
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