Punch (dancing around). Yes, you are, you are.
Scara. Now, Mr. Punch, that is too bad for you to call me a cure, when here I am thought handsome, and am engaged to be married to Miss Jennie L—— early next week.
Punch. I don’t believe it.
Scara. Yes, yes, it is true, and Bella’s to be at the wedding, too; but what, Mr. Punch, have you done with my dog?
Punch. I told you that I knew nothing about him. (he knocks Scaramouch down-stairs with a blow of his club.)
Enter Dog Toby.
Toby. Bow, wow, wow!
Punch. How do, my good friend, your master, Mr. Toby? How do, Mr. Scaramouch?
Toby. Bow, wow, wow!