COT. Which I know is not misplaced. (BOLT and MIZZLE bow.)—On no account leave the premises.
BOLT. Now, my dear sir, was not that request superfluous?
MIZ. Of course, sir, without leave, we should never leave the shop.
COT. You will excuse my mentioning it, however. All foremen and apprentices are—alas! not like you. There are several very wicked foremen and apprentices in the world.
BOLT. Ah, I have heard so—I have read so—but never met any.
MIZ. No; Bolt and I are very particular with whom we associate: evil communications, you know, sir——
COT. Right! Very correct, indeed. Robert Mizzle, if you always associate with such as Charles Bolt, you will doubtless at length reach an elevated post.
MIZ. (Aside.) Elevated post! I wonder if he means the gallows?
BOLT. You flatter me, sir—you flatter me. I discharge my duty, sir, nothing else;—to be sure, taking care of the morals of this young man——