Cap. Throw him into the River.
Un. Hee's able to mull the Thames well, for my owne part would Mistresse Dorothy were here to open her files.
Cou. Did you not name a woman. I will have no mention of any thing that's female.
Un. May not a man talke of Sack?
Cap. Sack is a soveraigne medicine.
Un. Oh very Soveraigne.
Cap. Is it not hic et hec sack, both for he and she. Stay, is my Countryman gone? come hither, Thomas; do you thinke I am drunke?
Tho. Truly, Captaine, I cannot tell.
Cap. You cannot tell? there's your ignorance. Drink is a vice I am as little given to as another man, for I doe abhorre it in my selfe. I do wonder how any reasonable man can be drunk; therefore every wise man take Counsell and example by me, and he may see very plainely what an odious thing it is; for you must follow your leader, and vertue, which is an Antient—
Tho. Vertue an Antient?