Pet. Why—present me with something—that—Diamond on your Finger, to shew the manner of giving handsomly. [Sir Sig. gives it him. —Oh, fie, Signior—between your Finger and Thumb—thus—with your other Fingers at a distance—with a speech, and a bow.—
Sir Sig. Illustrissimo Signior, the manifold Obligations.
Pet. Now a fine turn of your hand—thus—Oh, that sets off the Present, and makes it sparkle in the Eyes of the Receiver.— [Sir Sig. turns his hand.
Sir Sig. Which you have heap’d upon me,—
Pet. There flourish again. [He flourishes.
Sir Sig. Oblige me to beg your acceptance of this small Present, which will receive a double Lustre from your fair Hand. [Gives it him.
Pet. Now kiss your fingers ends, and retire back with a bow.
Tick. Most admirably perform’d.
Sir Sig. Nay, Sir, I have Docity in me, though I say’t: Come, Governor, let’s see how you can out-do me in the Art of presenting.
Tick. Well, Sir, come; your Snuff-Box will serve instead of my Ring, will it not?