Fa. Yes, I would.
Eu. But what if he should give you one of common Glass, would you give him the like Thanks? But I'm afraid instead of comforting you, by this Discourse, I should make you uneasy.
Fa. Nay, a Fabulla can be in no Danger of being hurt by a Fable. I have lain in now almost a Month, and I am strong enough for a Match at Wrestling.
Eu. Why don't you get out of your Bed then?
Fa. The King has forbid me.
Eu. What King?
Fa. Nay a Tyrant rather.
Eu. What Tyrant prithee?
Fa. I'll tell you in one Syllable. Custom (Mos).
Eu. Alas! How many Things does that Tyrant exact beyond the Bounds of Equity? But let us go on to talk of our Crystal and our common Glass.