JOHN BULL.—When Frog took possession of anything, it was always said to be for us, and why may not John Bull be us as well as Nic. Frog was us? I hope John Bull is no more confined to singularity than Nic. Frog; or, take it so, the constant doctrine that thou hast preached up for many years was that thou and I are one; and why must we be supposed two in this case, that were always one before? It's impossible that thou and I can fall out, Nic.; we must trust one another. I have trusted thee with a great many things—prithee trust me with this one trifle.
NIC. FROG.—That principle is true in the main, but there is some speciality in this case that makes it highly inconvenient for us both.
JOHN BULL.—Those are your jealousies, that the common enemies sow between us: how often hast thou warned me of those rogues, Nic., that would make us mistrustful of one another!
NIC. FROG.—This Ecclesdown Castle is only a bone of contention.
JOHN BULL.—It depends upon you to make it so; for my part, I am as peaceable as a lamb.
NIC. FROG.—But do you consider the unwholesomeness of the air and soil, the expenses of reparations and servants? I would scorn to accept of such a quagmire.
JOHN BULL.—You are a great man, Nic., but in my circumstances I must be e'en content to take it as it is.
NIC. FROG.—And you are really so silly as to believe the old cheating rogue will give it you?
JOHN BULL.—I believe nothing but matter of fact; I stand and fall by that. I am resolved to put him to it.
NIC. FROG.—And so relinquish the hopefullest cause in the world: a claim that will certainly in the end make thy fortune for ever.