LUCY Away—away. What a lucky thought of mine to say her father was coming! he would never have got her off, else. Lord, Lord, I do love to help lovers.
[Exit, following them.]
SCENE II.—A Butcher's Shop.
CUTLET. BEN.
CUTLET
Reach me down that book off the shelf, where the shoulder of veal hangs.
BEN
Is this it?
CUTLET
No—this is "Flowers of Sentiment"—the other—aye, this is a good book.
"An Argument against the Use of Animal Food. By J.R." That means
Joseph Ritson. I will open it anywhere, and read just as it happens. One
cannot dip amiss in such books as these. The motto, I see, is from Pope.
I dare say, very much to the purpose. (Reads.)
"The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day,
Had he thy reason, would he sport and play?
Pleas'd to the last, he crops his flowery food,
And licks the hand"—
Bless us, is that saddle of mutton gone home to Mrs. Simpson's? It should have gone an hour ago.