Hau. Look ye here now—Lovis.
Lov. Ha, ha, ha, canst thou be angry with him? [To Alonzo.
Hau. I, can you be angry with me?
Alon. I know not why an Ass should have more privilege than any other rude Beast.
Lov. Ha, ha, ha, this Humour’s so pleasant in thee, I wish thou wouldst pursue it a little—Haunce, bear up to him, he’s but a mere Huff, ha, ha, ha. [Claps him on the Back, he goes fearfully forward.
Glo. I, Sir, as long as Don Lovis is here, you may say what you will.
Hau. May I so?—and why, Sir?—am I, Sir—an Ass, Sir? [Runs behind Lovis.
Alon. ’Sdeath, you Rascal, do you question me?
Hau. Oh, hold, Sir, hold, not I, God forbid I should question it, Lovis—is it, indeed, Alonzo, hah?
Lov. Yes indeed is it.