Quart. Keep out, sir.
Sale. Waterman, you must not enter.
[Cypher presses in like a waterman.
Quart. This is no place for scullers.
Cyph. I must needs speak
With one Master Plotwell——
Quart. You must stay.
Sale. Thrust him out.
Cyph. ——and one Master Seathrift
On urgent business.
Sale. They are yet employ'd
In weightier affairs. Make fast the door.
[They thrust him out.