Smith. But, Mr. Bayes, how shall all these dead men go off? for I see none alive to help 'em.
Bayes. Go off! why, as they came on, upon their legs: how should they go off? Why, do you think the people here don't know they are not dead? he is mighty ignorant, poor man: your friend here is very silly, Mr. Johnson; egad, he is. Ha, ha, ha! Come, sir, I'll show you how they shall go off. Rise, rise, sirs, and go about your business.[62] There's go off for you now; ha, ha, ha! Mr. Ivory, a word. Gentlemen, I'll be with you presently. [Exit.
Johns. Will you so? Then we'll be gone.
Smith. Ay, prithee let's go, that we may preserve our hearing.
One battle more will take mine quite away. [Exeunt.
Enter Bayes and Players.
Bayes. Where are the gentlemen?
1st Play. They are gone, sir.
Bayes. Gone! 'sdeath, this act is best of all. I'll go fetch 'em again. [Exit.
1st Play. What shall we do, now he is gone away?
2nd Play. Why, so much the better; then let's go to dinner.