Jack. Oh! ho!
BILL hits JACK. JACK doubles himself up.
Bill. Jim, our Mattie ain't like other gals; I never see her out afore this blessed day—upon my word and honour, Jim, never!
Jack. (wiping his nose with his sleeve). You don't know a joke from a jemmy, Bill.
Bill. I'll joke you!—A hangel tips you a tart, and you plucks her feathers! Get on t'other side of the way, you little dirty devil, or I'll give you another smeller—cheap too. Off with you!
Jack. No, Bill; no, please. I'm wery sorry. I ain't so bad's all that comes to.
Bill. If you wants to go with Jim and me, then behave like a gen'leman.
Jim. I calls our Mattie a brick!
Bill. None o' your jaw, Jim! She ain't your Mattie.
Enter THOMAS.