Bri. O I am undone.
And. He's put out of Commission with disgrace, and held uncapable of bearing Office ever hereafter. This is my revenge, and this I'll put in practice.
Bri. Do but hear me.
And. To bring me back from my Grammar to my Hornbook, it is unpardonable.
Bri. Do not play the Tyrant; accept of composition.
Lil. Hear him, Andrew.
And. What composition?
Bri. I'll confirm thy Farm, and add unto it a hundred Acres more, adjoyning to it.
And. Umb, this mollifies; but y'are so fickle, and will again deny this, there being no witness by.
Bri. Call any witness, I'll presently assure it.