Scæna Quarta.
Enter second Host, and his Wife.
Host. Let 'em have meat enough Woman, half a Hen;
There be old rotten Pilchards, put 'em off too,
'Tis but a little new anointing of 'em.
And a strong onion, that confounds the stink.
Host[ess]. They call for more Sir.
Host. Knock a dozen eggs down,
But then beware your wenches.
Host[ess]. More than this too?
Host. Worts, worts, and make 'em porridge: pop 'em up wench
But they shall pay for Cullyses.
Host[ess]. All this is nothing;
They call for Kid and Partridge.
Host. Well remembred,
Where's the Faulconers half dog he left?