Shr. Mr. Knapsack can furnish you with five or ten Pounds worth when you please.
Knap. Mr. Shrimp, Master, has a much better Stock, but that you may n't think I engross it to my self, as they say Bull does Coffee, what I have is at your Service.
Tott. Sir, my Service t'you again, [drinks] This is much better than Lincoln Ale, fegs.
Knap. What think you now, Master, of a pretty Wench to towze a little?
Tott. He, he, he, [grins] I don't know what you mean, Sir.
Knap. Had you never any pleasant Thoughts o'the Fair Sex.
Tott. I never lay with any Body but my Grand-mother; when she was in a good humour, she'd tickle a Body sometimes, but if she never meddl'd mith me, I never meddl'd with her.
Knap. A sapless old Hen, you might as well have lain with a Paring-Shovel; but what think you of a young Woman, that's warm, tender and inviting.
Shr. By this Light, here's Betty the Orange Woman from the Play-house.
Enter Betty. [They rise