Cank. You lye, you Rascal! (Gives him a box)
Foot. Zir!
Cank. I say they did hiss.
Foot. Hiss quotha!—I am zure you have made my Ear hiss—and zing too, I think; why pray Zir, what did'st give me such a Wherrit var?
Cank. How shamefully I expose my weakness to my Servant. I would know the truth, but I cannot bear to hear it. (Aside) Come, Sir, tell me (Sits down in a great Chair) how was it received? But first what made you stay so long? Did I not order you to hearken at the Pit Door and bring me Word at the end of every Act how it went on?
Foot. Yes Zir; you did zo, Zir; but the Vauk zhut the Door, and then I could zee nothing at all o' the Matter.—Zo I begged them to open the door as I might zee through it; but they were zo ztout that they would do no zuch thing, they zaid. Zo then I went up to the Lobby—and there I met with an auld Vellow Zervant out of Zomersetshire. Zo he and I went up to the Footman's Gallery that I might give my Vardie of the matter to your Honour when I came Home.
Cank. And why did you not come away at the End of the first Act?
Foot. Why faith to tell your Honour the truth it made me laugh zo I could not vind in my Heart to leave it.
Cank. Rascal, how dare you tell me it made you laugh? (Strikes him)
Foot. No indeed, Zir, it was a mistake of mine; I mean it made me cry zo I could not leave it.