CHARLES. So—honest Moses—walk in—walk in pray Mr. Premium—that's the Gentleman's name isn't it Moses.
MOSES. Yes Sir.
CHARLES. Set chairs—Trim.—Sit down, Mr Premium.—Glasses Trim.—sit down Moses.—Come, Mr. Premium I'll give you a sentiment—Here's Success to Usury—Moses fill the Gentleman a bumper.
MOSES. Success to Usury!
CARELESS. Right Moses—Usury is Prudence and industry and deserves to succeed——
SIR OLIVER. Then Here is—all the success it deserves! [Drinks.]
CHARLES. Mr. Premium you and I are but strangers yet—but I hope we shall be better acquainted by and bye——
SIR OLIVER. Yes Sir hope we shall—more intimately perhaps than you'll wish.[5]
[Aside.]
CARELESS. No, no, that won't do! Mr. Premium, you have demurred at the toast, and must drink it in a pint bumper.