Mer. What are these?
Unc. The Tenants, they'll do what they can.
Mer. It is well prepared, be earnest, honest friends, and loud upon him, he is deaf to his own good.
Lance. We mean to tell him part of our minds an't please you.
Mer. Do, and do it home, and in what my care may help, or my perswasions when we meet next.
Unc. Do but perswade him fairly; and for your money, mine, and these mens thanks too, and what we can be able.
Mer. Y'are most honest, you shall find me no less, and so I leave you, prosper your business my friends. [Ex. Mer.
Unc. Pray Heaven it may, Sir.
Lance. Nay if he will be mad, I'le be mad with him, and tell him that I'le not spare him, his Father kept good Meat, good Drink, good Fellows, good Hawks, good Hounds, and bid his Neighbours welcome; kept him too, and supplied his prodigality, yet kept his state still; must we turn Tenants now, after we have lived under the race of Gentry, and maintained good Yeomantry, to some of the City, to a great shoulder of Mutton and a Custard, and have our state turned into Cabbidge Gardens, must it be so?
Unc. You must be milder to him.