She was a wanton Baggage, and bid her go about her Business.
We concluded our Walk with a Glass of
Burton-Ale
, and a Slice of
Hung-Beef
. When we had done eating our selves, the Knight called a Waiter to him, and bid him
carry the remainder to the Waterman that had but one Leg.
I perceived the Fellow stared upon him at the oddness of the Message, and was going to be saucy; upon which I ratified the Knight's Commands with a Peremptory Look.
As we were going out of the Garden, my old Friend, thinking himself obliged, as a Member of the Quorum, to animadvert upon the Morals of the Place, told the Mistress of the House, who sat at the Bar,
That he should be a better Customer to her Garden, if there were more Nightingales, and fewer Strumpets.