2 Buy. I have got a little Money by driving a Hackney-Coach, and I intend to ride it out in the Lottery.

Stoc. You are in the right, it is the way to drive your own Coach.

2 Buy. I don’t know, Sir, that—but I am willing to be in Fortune’s way, as the saying is.

Stoc. You are a wise Man, and it is not impossible but you may be a rich one—’tis not above—no matter, how many to one, but that you are this Night worth 10,000l.

2 Buy. An belike you, Sir, I wou’d willingly ride upon the Number of my Coach.

Stoc. Mr. Trick, let that Gentleman the Number of his Coach—[Aside.] No matter whether we have it, or no.—As the Gentleman is riding to a Castle in the Air, an airy Horse is the properest to carry him. [Knocking hard without.] Heyday! this is some Person of Quality, by the Impudence of the Footman.

Enter Lady.

Lady. Your Servant, Mr. Stocks.

Stoc. I am your Ladyship’s most obedient Servant.

Lady. I am come to buy some Tickets, and hire some Horses, Mr. Stocks—I intend to have twenty Tickets, and ten Horses every Day.