Esop. Pr'ythee, why so?
Play. Sir, he has us'd us like Dogs.
Wom.——And Bitches too, Sir.
Esop. I'm sorry to hear that; pray, how was't he treated you?
Play. Sir, 'tis impossible to tell; he us'd us like the English at Amboyna——
Esop. But I wou'd know some Particulars: Tell me what 'twas he did to you?
Play. What he did, Sir?——Why, he did in the first Place, Sir——In the first Place, Sir, he did——I'cod I don't know what he did——Can you tell, Wife?
Wom. Yes, marry can I; and a burning Shame it was too.
Play. O, I remember now, Sir, he wou'd not give us Plums enough in our Pudding.
Esop. That indeed was very hard; but did he give you as many as he promis'd you?