HUGH. I thank you, Master Pipkin; I have got many a good dish of broth by your means.
PIP. According to the ancient courtesy, you are welcome; according to the time and place, you are heartily welcome: when they are busied at the board, we will find ourselves busied in the buttery; and so, sweet Hugh, according to our scholars' phrase, gratulor adventum tuum.
HUGH. I will answer you with the like, sweet Pipkin, gratias.
PIP. As much grace as you will, but as little of it as you can, good Hugh. But here comes more guests.
Enter OLD MASTER ARTHUR and OLD MASTER LUSAM.
MRS ART. More stools and cushions for these gentlemen.
O. ART. What, Master Justice Reason, are you here?
Who would have thought to have met you in this place?
O. LUS. What say mine eyes, is Justice Reason here?
Mountains may meet, and so, I see, may we.
JUS. Well, when men meet, they meet,
And when they part, they oft leave one another's company;
So we, being met, are met.
O. LUS. Truly, you say true;
And Master Justice Reason speaks but reason:
To hear how wisely men of law will speak!