F. Gam. I hope her ladyship hasn't found out 'twas I had Banks arrested. [Aside.]—Would your ladyship give leave for this here honest man and his comrades to act a few plays in the town, 'cause I've let'n my barn. 'Twill be some little help to me, my lady.
Rover. My lady, I understand these affairs. Leave me to settle 'em.
Lady Am. True; these are delusions, as a woman, I understand not. But by my cousin's advice I will abide; ask his permission.
Gam. So; I must pay my respects to the young squire. [Aside.] An't please your honour, if a poor man like me [Bows.] durst offer my humble duty.—
Rover. Canst thou bow to a vagrant. Eh, Little Hospitality?
[Farmer Gammon looks in his face, and sneaks off.
Lamp. Please your honour, if I may presume to hope you'll be graciously pleased to take our little squad under your honour's protection—
Rover. Ha!
Lady Am. What say'st thou, Henry?
Rover. Ay, where's Henry? Gadso! True, that's me. Strange I should already forget my name, and not half an hour since I was christened! [Aside.] Harkye! do you play yourself? Eh! Ha! Hem! [Vapouring.] fellow?