Plume. My dear!
[Run and embrace.
Brazen. My dear boy! how is't? Your name, my dear! If I be not mistaken, I have seen your face.
Plume. I never saw yours in my life, my dear——but there's a face well known as the sun's, that shines on all, and is by all adored.
Brazen. Have you any pretensions, sir?
Plume. Pretensions!
Brazen. That is, sir, have you ever served abroad?
Plume. I have served at home, sir, for ages served this cruel fair, and that will serve the turn, sir.
Mel. So, between the fool and the rake, I shall bring a fine spot of work upon my hands!
Brazen. Will you fight for the lady, sir?