All. Ay, let him die.
Enter Lodwick and Leander.
Lod. What, have you consulted without me, Gentlemen? Lod. reads the Bill.
Sir Pat. Yes, Sir, and find it absolutely necessary for my Health, Sir, I shou’d be starv’d: and yet you say I am not sick, Sir. To Lean.
Lod. Very well, very well.
Sir Pat. No Breakfast, no Dinner, no Supper?
Sir Cred. Little or none, but none’s best.
Sir Pat. But, Gentlemen, consider, no small thing?
All. Nothing, nothing.
Sir Cred. Sir, you must write for your Fee. To Lod.