Ha. That is well indeed, if God should ratify your Composition.
Thr. Nay, I am rather afraid the Devil should not ratify it; God is of a forgiving Nature.
Ha. What Priest will you get you?
Thr. One that I know has but little Modesty or Honesty.
Ha. Like to like. And when that's over, you'll go strait away to the Communion, like a good Christian, will you not?
Thr. Why should I not? For after I have once discharg'd the Jakes of my Sins into his Cowl, and unburden'd myself of my Luggage, let him look to it that absolv'd me.
Ha. But how can you be sure that he does absolve you?
Thr. I know that well enough.
Ha. How do you know it?
Thr. Because he lays his Hand upon my Head and mutters over something, I don't know what.