[Footnote A: This expression seems proverbial.]
Bib. Thank me, and pay me my money, sir; though I could not forbear my jest, I do not intend to lose by you; if you pay me not the sooner, I must provide you another lodging; say I give you warning.
Lov. Against next quarter, landlord?
Bib. Of an hour, sir.
Lov. That's short warning, Will.
Bib. By this hand you shall up into the garret, where the little bed is; I'll let my best room to a better pay-master: you know the garret, sir?
Franc. Aye, he knows it, by a good token, husband.
Lov. I sweat to think of that garret, Will; thou art not so unconscionable to put me there? Why, 'tis a kind of little ease[B], to cramp thy rebellious prentices in; I have seen an usurer's iron chest would hold two on't: A penny looking-glass cannot stand upright in the window, that and the brush tills it: the hat-case must be disposed under the bed, and the comb-case will hang down, from the ceiling to the floor. If I chance to dine in my chamber, I must stay till I am empty before I can get out: and if I chance to spill the chamber-pot, it will overflow it from top to bottom.
[Footnote B: A kind of dungeon, so called from its construction.]
Bib. Well, for the description of the garret, I'll bate you something of the bill.