Trap. Fie upon't, fie upon't! make no excuses.
Sneer. Consider, sir, I am my own enemy.
Trap. I do consider that you might have past your time, perhaps, here as well as in another place.
Sneer. But I hope I have not transgressed much.
Trap. All's over, sir, all's over; you might as well have stayed away entirely; the fifth act's beginning, and the plot's at an end.
Sneer. What!'s the plot at an end before the fifth act is begun?
Trap. No, no, no, no, I don't mean at an end;
but we are so far advanced in it that it will be impossible for you to comprehend or understand anything of it.
Fust. You have too mean an opinion of Mr Sneerwell's capacity; I'll engage he shall understand as much of it as I, who have heard the other four.
Trap. Sir, I can't help your want of understanding or apprehension; 'tis not my fault if you cannot take a hint, sir: would you have a catastrophe in every act? Oons and the devil! have not I promised you you should know all by and by? but you are so impatient!