2 Tra. Aye; one may know him: He's well mark'd. But do'st hear me? What Title must we give him? for if we fail in that point, d'ye see me, we shall never get our Business done. Courtiers love Titles almost as well as they do Money, and that's a bold Word now.
1 Tra. Why, I think we had best call him, his Grandeur.
2 Tra. That will do; thou hast hit on't. Hold still, let me speak. May it please your Grandeur——
Esop. There I interrupt you, Friend; I have a weak Body that will ne'er be able to bear that Title.
2 Tra. D'ye hear that, Neighbour? What shall we call him now?
1 Tra. Why, call him, call him, his Excellency; try what that will do.
2 Tra. May it please your Excellency——
Esop. Excellency's a long Word, it takes up too much time in Business: Tell me what you'd have in few Words.
2 Tra.
Neighbour, this Man will never give
Ten thousand Pounds to be made a Lord.
But what shall I say to him now?
He puts me quite out of my play.