1 Play. Well, Sir——and what did they do then?
Esop. Why they all went home to their Kennel again. If you think they did wisely, you'll do well to follow their Example.
[Exit Esop.
1 Play. Well, Beagles, what think you of the little Gentleman's Advice?
2 Wom. I think he's a little ugly Philosopher, and talks like a Fool.
1 Play. Ay, why there 'tis now! If he had been a tall Handsome Blockhead, he had talk'd like a wise Man.
2 Wom. Why, do you think, Mr. Jowler, that we'll ever join again?
1 Play. I do think, sweet Mrs. Juno, that if we do not join again, you must be a little freer of your Carcase than you are, or you must bring down your Pride to a Serge Petticoat.
1 Wom. And do you think, Sir, after the Affronts I have receiv'd, the Patent and I can ever be Friends?