Cur. What Sir?
Just. That he was murdered.
Cur. Did you know him?
Just. No.
Cur. Nor how it is suppos'd.
Just. No, nor I care not two-pence, those are toys and yet I verily believe he was murdered, as sure as I believe thou art a man, I never fail'd in these things yet, w'are a man that's beaten to these matters, experience is a certain conceal'd thing that fails not: pray let me ask you one thing, why do you come to me?
Cur. Because the Letter is addrest to you, being the nearest Justice.
Just. The nearest? is that all?
Cur. I think it be Sir, I would be loth you should be the wisest.
Just. Well Sir, as it is, I will endeavour in it; yet if it had come to me by name, I know not, but I think it had been as soon dispatcht as by another, and with as round a wisdom, I, and as happily, but that's all one: I have born this place this thirty years, and upwards, and with sufficient credit, and they may when they please, know me better; to the nearest? well.