Aim. Have you any veal?
Bon. Veal! sir, we had a delicate loin of veal on Wednesday last.
Aim. Have you got any fish or wildfowl? [287]
Bon. As for fish, truly, sir, we are an inland town, and indifferently provided with fish, that 's the truth on't; and then for wildfowl—we have a delicate couple of rabbits. [291]
Aim. Get me the rabbits fricasseed.
Bon. Fricasseed! Lard, sir, they 'll eat much better smothered with onions.
Arch. Psha! Damn your onions!
Aim. Again, sirrah!—Well, landlord, what you please. But hold, I have a small charge of money, and your house is so full of strangers that I believe it may be safer in your custody than mine; for when this fellow of mine gets drunk he tends to nothing.—Here, sirrah, reach me the strong-box. [301]
Arch. Yes, sir.—[Aside.] This will give us a reputation.
[Brings Aimwell the box.