Faust. Why dost thou ask?
Cart. Because I believe you have a good Companion of one.
Hors. Why, don't you remember I pull'd off one o' your Legs when you were a Sleep?
Faust. But I have it again now I am awake.
Cart. Ad's Wounds, had the Doctor three Legs!—--You, Sir, don't you remember you gave a Peny for as much Hay as your Horse would eat, and then eat up my whole Load.
Hors. Look you, Mr. Doctor, you must not carry it off so; I come to have the Mony again I gave for the Ho-o-o-
[Faustus waves his Wand.
Cart. And I come to be paid far my Load of Ha-a-a.
Enter Hostess.
Host. O Mr. Doctor! do you harbour Rogues that bilk poor Folks, and wont pay their Reck'nings? Who must pay me for my A-a-a-a [Waves again.