[Offering to strike him.
Leo. That——for what's past, however.
[Giving him a box o' th' ear.
Lop. I think——she gave me a box o' the ear; ha!
[Exit Leonora.
Sir, will you suffer your old servants to be us'd thus by new comers? It's a shame, a mere shame: Sir, will you take a poor dog's advice for once? She denies she's married to you: take her at her word; you have seen some of her humours,——let her go.
Alv. Well, gentlemen, thus far you see I have heard all with patience; have you content? Or how much farther do you design to go with this business?
Lop. Why truly, Sir, I think we are near at a stand.
Alv. 'Tis time, you villain you.
Lop. Why, and I am a villain now, if every word I've spoke be not as true as——as the Gazette: and your daughter's no better than a——a——a whimsical young woman, for making disputes among gentlemen. And if every body had their deserts, she'd have a good——I won't speak out to inflame reckonings; but let her go, master.