Lis. No indeed, Sir, she was very angry with 'em.
Mr. Barn. How, angry with 'em, say you?
Lis. Yes indeed, Sir, for she expected they wou'd have staid here a fortnight, but it seems things happen so unluckily that they can't stay here above ten days.
Mr. Barn. Ten days! How! what! four persons with a coach and six, and a kennel of hungry hounds in liveries, to live upon me ten days.
[Exit Lisetta.
Enter a soldier.
So, what do you want?
Sol. Sir, I come from your nephew, Captain Hungry.
Mr. Barn. Well, what does he want?