22.
Miser’s Servant.
Friend. Camelion, how now, have you turned away your master?
Camelion. No; I sold my place. As I was thinking to run away, comes this fellow, and offers me a breakfast for my good will to speak to my master for him. I took him at his word, and resigned my office, and turned over my hunger to him immediately. Now I serve a man. Shirley.
23.
Walking.
Fine Lady. I am glad I am come home, for I am even as weary with this walking; for God’s sake, whereabouts does the pleasure of walking lie? I swear I have often sought it till I was weary, and yet I could ne’er find it. T. Killegrew.
24.
Foolish Suitor.
Alderman. Save you, Sir.
Suitor. You do not think me damn’d, Sir, that you bestow
That salutation on me?
Ald. Good, Sir, no.
Whom would you speak with here?
Suit. Sir, my discourse
Points at one Alderman Covel.
Ald. I am the party.
Suit. I understand you have a daughter, is
Of most unknown perfections.
Ald. She is as Heaven made her—
Suit. She goes naked then;
The tailor has no hand in her.
C. L.