Just. Birlady Sir, you have rid hard that you have.
Cur. They that have business, must do so, I take it.
Just. You say true, when set you out my friend?
Cur. About ten a clock, and I have rid all night.
Just. By the mass you are tough indeed, I have seen the day, I would have rid too with the proudest of them, and fling dirt in their faces, and I have don't with this foolish boy, Sir, many a time; but what can last always? 'tis done, 'tis done now, Sir, age, care, and office, brings us to our footcloaths, the more the pity.
Curio. I believe that, Sir, but will it please you to read the business?
Just. My friend, I can [read, and I] can tell you when.
Cur. Would I could too Sir, for my haste requires it.
Just. Whence comes it do you say?
Cur. Sir from the City.