Waiter. Your mother, sir! why it is two gentlemen.
Rover. Say I attend them with all respect and duty. [Exit Waiter.
Land. Sir, you go in the stage; as we book the passengers, what name?
Rover. "I am the bold Thunder." [Exit.
Land. [Writing.] Mr. Thunder.
Enter John Dory.
John. I want two places in the stage coach, because I and another gentleman are going a voyage.
Land. Just two vacant; what name?
John. Avast! I go aloft. But let's see who'll be my master's messmates in the cabin: [Reads.] Captain Muccolah, Counsellor Fazacherly, Miss Gosling, Mr. Thunder. What's this? speak, man! is there one of that name going?
Land. Booked him this minute.