Mar. It's dry, sir.
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Sir And. Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I
can keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?
Mar. A dry jest, sir.
Sir And. Are you full of them?
Mar. Ay, sir, I have them at my [fingers'] ends: marry,
now I let go your hand, I am barren. [[Exit].
Sir To. O knight, thou lackest a cup of canary: when
did I see thee so put down?