SERJEANT.
How, sirrah!
Sir LUKE.
Well said my young limb of the law.
JACK.
Come, let us have none o'your—tho' I brought Mr. Woodford, you could not persuade me to do the same office for you—father, never stir if he did not make me the proffer, if I would let him into the house the night you was at Kingston, of a new pair of silk stockings, and to learn me a minuet.
Sir LUKE.
Me! I should never have got you to turn out your toes.
JACK.
Ay, and moreover you made me push out my chest, and do so with my fingers, as if I was taking two pinches of snuff.