Ri. From thy Master? his name?
Foo. Sir Walter Littleland.
Ri. I doe not know him.
Foo. His name is well knowne in Lincolnsheire neere the fenns: there were his family antient gentlemen before the Conquest; some say ever since the flood.
Ri. Littleland!
Foo. But he has now more land then three of the best in the shire, thanke the Duchmen that have drunk up all the water.
Ri. They water drinkers?
Foo. Why not, as well as eate dry land? they are lin'd with butter, Sir, and feare no Dropsie.
Sir Richard reades.
She has been absent theis two yeares; the occasion, her dislike and disaffection to a gentleman whome I confesse I did too seveerely urge her to marry. If she have liv'd with you, as my late intelligence hath enformed me, in the nature of a servant, which is beneath my wishes and her condition, I hope upon this knowledge you will with consideration of her quality (she being the onely Child and heire to my fortune) use her like a gentlewoman. And though my yeares have made me unfitt for travell, I do intend, upon returne of your Letters, personally to give you thankes for your respects to my Daughter, whome I shall receave as new blessing from you, and be happie upon any turne presented to expresse my selfe for your favours, your true friend and servant W. Littleland.