San. Aye, but I will, in spite of all the world.
Æsch. Rogue as he is, he’ll scarce do any thing
To make me cudgel him again to-day.
San. One word, Sir Æschinus! that you may not
Pretend to ignorance of my profession;
I’m a procurer.
Æsch. True.
San. And in my way
Of as good faith as any man alive.
Hereafter, to absolve yourself, you’ll cry,