Beau. Me, sir!
Sir Dav. Ay, you, sir, if your name be Captain Beaugard. [Aside.] How like a fool he looks already!
Beau. What you please, sir.
Sir Dav. Sir, I would speak a word with you, if you think fit.—What shall I do now to keep my countenance? [Aside.
Beau. Can I be so happy, sir, as to be able to serve you in anything?
Sir Dav. No, sir; ha, ha, ha! I have commands of service to you, sir. O Lord! ha, ha, ha!
Beau. Me, sir!
Sir Dav. Ay, sir! you, sir: but put on your hat, friend, put on your hat; be covered.
Beau. Sir, will you please to sit down on this bank?