Elder Lo. As little as to the t'other.
Young Lo. If you find any stirring do but say so.
Elder Lo. Sir, you are too bounteous, when I feel that itching, you shall asswage it Sir, before another: this only and Farewell Sir. Your Brother when the storm was most extream, told all about him, he left a will which lies close behind a Chimney in the matted Chamber: and so as well Sir, as you have made me able, I take my leave.
Young Lo. Let us imbrace him all: if you grow drie before you end your business, pray take a baite here, I have a fresh hogshead for you.
Savil. You shall neither will nor chuse Sir. My Master is a wonderfull fine Gentleman, has a fine state, a very fine state Sir, I am his Steward Sir, and his man.
Elder Lo. Would you were your own sir, as I left you. Well I must cast about, or all sinks.
Savil. Farewell Gentleman, Gentleman, Gentleman.
Elder Lo. What would you with me sir?
Savil. Farewell Gentleman.
Elder Lo. O sleep Sir, sleep. [Exit Elder Lo.