Tired of himself, he there express’d his will—
‘To have his Chaise and Four, and have his Bill.’
The bill produced; ‘What’s this I see? why Zounds!
‘For three days’ living, six and fifty pounds![30]
‘Myself, and Son, two Servants, and no more—
‘A Bill like this I never saw before.’
‘’Twas true, Sir John, but meat, Sir John, was dear;
‘It was, Sir John, a bad time of the Year.’
‘Aye, aye, ’tis plain, egad! I see it now,
‘You charge D——d dear, my friend, for every Bow.’