Sir Fran. With all my heart, for I'm almost famish'd.
Squire Humph. And so shall I before my mother comes from the playhouse, so I'll go and get a butter'd toast.
[Exit.
Sir Fran. Uncle, I hope you are well.
Unc. Rich. Nephew, if I had been sick I wou'd not have come abroad; I suppose you are well, for I sent this morning, and was inform'd you went out early; was it to make your court to some of the great men?
Sir Fran. Yes, uncle, I was advised to lose no time, so I went to one great man, whom I had never seen before.
Unc. Rich. And who had you got to introduce you?
Sir Fran. Nobody; I remember'd I had heard a wise man say, My son, be bold; so I introduced myself.
Unc. Rich. As how, I pray?