Dor. O, Sir, a very ancient quarrel; It happened between their great grandfathers about a duck.
Mr. Barn. A quarrel of consequence truly.
Dor. And 'twill be a great honour to us, if this shou'd be accommodated at our house.
Mr. Barn. Without doubt.
Dor. Dear Sir, you astonish me with this goodness; how shall I express this obligation? I was afraid, Sir, you would not like it.
Mr. Barn. Why so?
Dor. I thought, Sir, you did not care for the expence.
Mr. Barn. O Lord, I am the most alter'd man in the world from what I was, I'm quite another thing, mun; but how many are there of 'em?
Dor. Not above nine or ten of a side, Sir.
Mr. Barn. O, we shall dispose of them easily enough.