La Fl. Do you think I am speaking about you?
Har. I think what I think; but I insist upon your telling me to whom you speak when you say that.
La Fl. To whom I speak? I am speaking to the inside of my hat.
Har. And I will, perhaps, speak to the outside of your head.
La Fl. Would you prevent me from cursing misers?
Har. No; but I will prevent you from prating and from being insolent. Hold your tongue, will you?
La Fl. I name nobody.
Har. Another word, and I'll thrash you.
La Fl. He whom the cap fits, let him wear it.
Har. Will you be silent?