Dr. Nay, rather it is according to the old Proverb, Talk of the Devil and he'll appear; for we were just now speaking of you.
Mo. In short, I believe you were, for my Ear tingled mightily as I came along.
Dr. Which Ear was it?
Mo. My left, from which I guess there was no Good said of me.
Dr. Nay, I'll assure you there was nothing but Good said.
Mo. Then the old Proverb is not true. But what good News have you?
Dr. They say you are become a Huntsman.
Mo. Nay, more than that, I have gotten the Game now in my Nets that I have been hunting after.
Dr. What Game is it?
Mo. A pretty Girl, that I am to marry in a Day or two; and I intreat you to honour me with your good Company at my Wedding.